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the mysterious world beneath the hood of an aged vehicle. “Do you know somebody who’s good with cars?” There had to be a shade-tree mechanic in the Monument Valley community who could help him; living in out-of-the-way places bred self-sufficiency and cooperation.
    â€œYeah, sure, bro, but you are my go-to guy tonight. I’ll try doing what you say.”
    â€œGood.”
    â€œSpeaking of good, here’s some good news. Outback Expeditions—that’s Ron Goodspring’s company—he called me after you and Bernie left for the movie. Ronnie’s got four people from Norway wanting a sunrise photo tour, and he can’t handle them. I just landed my first referral.” Paul talked in enticing detail about where he would take them—Skull Arch, Honeymoon Arch,House of Many Hands ruin. “We’ll probably stop so they can take pictures of horses on the sand dunes, too. When will you and Bernie get back?”
    â€œI don’t know. Everything’s up in the air at this point. We’re not sure what’s happening with Bernie’s mom.”
    â€œIt depends on Mama and—and some other stuff,” Bernie chimed in. “Nice to have met you if I don’t make it back this time.”
    â€œI hope everything works out OK. You all stay in touch.”
    â€œThank you,” Bernie said. “Come see us in Shiprock.”
    Paul hung up, and Bernie snuggled closer. “I appreciate you not mentioning Sister.”
    â€œI didn’t want to spoil our double date.”
    Chee focused on passing the occasional RV or delivery truck and watching for animals on the road as he considered the problem with Paul’s vehicle. How could he explain in the simplest terms how to fix it in time for the morning tour? Maybe, just maybe, things would work out with Darleen and Mama, and he and Bernie could salvage some of their vacation before he had to go back to work.
    Bernie hadn’t talked to any of her law enforcement contacts, he noticed. “Are you OK?” he asked.
    â€œI guess,” she said. “I’m trying not to worry. I just want to sit here and think about this, figure out what comes next. Sister probably did something dumb, but I hope she’s OK. She said she’d give Mama more help while we were gone, and I trusted her. I shouldn’t have.”
    Chee started to add that they didn’t know Darleen’s side of the story, but thought better of it.
    They reached the turnoff for Many Farms and Mexican Water, Arizona. Just beyond that was the road that could have taken them north to Utah. A few minutes later, Chee read the big Welcome to New Mexico sign. It was interesting, he thought, that the stateconsidered this obscure border important enough to mark. When they reached 491, with its big trucks roaring toward Gallup or the Colorado border, he turned south.
    â€œI think I’ve come up with the start of a plan,” Bernie said. “Tell me what you think.”
    â€œGo ahead.”
    â€œMy job is to make sure that Mama is safe. I should have been on top of this sooner. So I’m making a list of relatives I can call to give us some help or who might know somebody to stay with Mama. I’ll work on that, then deal with whatever trouble Darleen is in.”
    She squeezed his hand. “And I thought some more about that guy with the boxes of dirt. Maybe instead of hiding something in the dirt, he was interested in the dirt itself—hunting for pot shards or charcoal from an old fire pit, or something like that. You can barely take a hike out here without running into an archaeological site.”
    â€œHmmmm.”
    â€œThat’s lame?”
    â€œI didn’t say that.”
    â€œYou didn’t have to.” He felt her shift, straightening her legs. “Thank you for coming home with me.”
    â€œEvery pretty girl needs a chauffeur.” But he heard her use the word home for her