The land line beside the bed rang, and she jumped, yelping. She swung toward the phone, her body trembling. Only two people knew she was in this motel. Still, her hand shook when she answered, and she lowered her voice in a lame attempt to disguise it. “Hello?”

“Oh, shoot. I woke you up. I’m sorry,” Bobbi said, her voice cheerful despite the early hour. “Rosy wakes up early, and sometimes I forget the rest of the world might want sleep and that dawn isn’t a normal time to call. I gave sleep up two years ago.” She laughed.

Grace relaxed, although her heart still beat so hard her chest ached. “I’m up. Had a weird nightmare, but I’m thinking that’s probably a good thing.”

“About the night you were attacked?” The baby giggled in the background.

“Yeah. Well, maybe. It’s pretty fuzzy.” Grace pushed hair away from her face.

There was a muffled sound and then Bobbi came back on. “Sorry about that. Rose wanted down. You probably don’t remember this about me, but I’m a planner. I came up with a list last night of everywhere you and I used to hang out, and then I made Brian do the same. He’s young. He can sleep when we’re in our fifties.”

Apparently Grace had made good friends before disappearing. “So the three of us didn’t do a lot together? I mean, you have different lists?”

Bobbi was quiet for a moment. “Well, yeah. It’s kind of weird, but Bri and I met through you. We didn’t really know each other until you disappeared, and well, this is awkward. You’re being really cool about it, though.”

Considering she didn’t remember either one of them, it was easy to be cool. “That was seven years ago.” Anticipation rippled through her, although she’d need to be mindful of surveillance. Cameras were everywhere. “What’s this great plan you’ve come up with?”

Bobbi laughed. “You used to say that before. That I had great plans, and you said it with just a hint of humor, just like that. I’ve missed you.”

The words meant something. Grace bit her lip. If she was in danger, everyone she brought into her world would also be in danger. She’d take this day, this one day, and try to rediscover her life. If she failed, she’d move on before any harm could come to the little family that she’d helped to bring together. “I wish I remembered.”

“You will. The plan is for you to grab lattes on the way here, and then we’ll go step by step. My sister is coming to babysit Rose, so we’ll have all day. Don’t worry. By the end of it, you’ll surely remember something, right?” Bobbi asked.