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including all your identification, went down -with the car, how're you fixed for cash?"
     
"Fortunately I had some money zipped into a pocket of my jacket," she told the nurse, who would have been shocked at the amount of cash Kendall actually had on her. It was more than just "spending money." She had saved a lot, anticipating a catastrophe such as this. She and Kevin could survive for long time on what she had. "Alittle wet, but spendable. I can afford to buy some things for Kevin and myself, and find up a place to stay."
     
"This one-horse town only has one shabby motor courts Don't spend your money on that. As long as you need a bed you can stay here at the hospital."
     
"That's very kind of you'd
     
"Don't mention it. Besides, when your husband recovers his memory, you'll wane to be here, day or night." She touched Kendall's arm consolingly. "This is a lot for you to handle all by yourself. Are you sure there's no one you can call to help out? Family?"'
     
"No one. We don't have an extended family. And by the way, I wane to thank you and the rest of the staff for agreeing not to mention the fatality to my husband. He's already confused and upset. I see no reason to make matters worse."
     
The deputy too had agreed that sharing that information with the amnesiac was unnecessary at this point. The Officer had returned to the hospital that morning to give Kendall an update about the car. Divers had been sent down, he told her but had not been able to locate the wreckage. Apparently it had been washed far downstream from the site of the accident Shaking his head with regret, he said it was anyone'S guess when and where it might turn up. "Bingham Creek runs through pure-dee wilderness for the most part. The ground is too saturated to get heavy equipment in there. Since it looks like we're in for more rain, it'll probably do just that. de's safe to go exploring."
     
They were without positive identification.. For the time being, the wrecked car and everything inside it would be several days before No one knew where they were. He had amnesia. She had time.
     
If she kept her cool and was very clever, she could escape with a good head start. If she failed, the consequences would be terrible. But since when had possible consequences deterred her from taking action when action was called for? She had been desperate when she moved to Prosper.
     
And even more desperate when she fled.
     
"Miss?"
     
Kendall shook herself alert. "I'm sorry. Did you say something?"
     
"Yes ma'am?" The Wal-Mart clerk was looking at her with puzzlement. The last thing she wanted was to call his attention to the woman in the nurse's uniform who seemed dazed and disoriented.
     
"Oh, yes. Thank you."
     
Hastily she grabbed her purchases and moved through the checkout chute covered the exit, where shoppers, reluctant to go outside, had formed a bottleneck.
     
Kendall didn't hesitate. She ducked her head and plunged into the downpour. She drove the borrowed car to the nearest filling station and purchased a local newspaper. She scanned it quickly, then went around to the side of the building to the pay phone mounted on the exterior wall.
     
"Hello? I'm calling about your ad in the newspaper. Have you sold the car yet?"
     
"So his physical injuries aren't serious?"
     
"A broken right tibia and a gash on his head. That's it."
     
Kendall had waylaid the doctor in the hospital corridor. He was wearing civilian clothes and enough cologne to perfume a platoon. He was obviously in a hurry to end his shift and get on with his plans for Saturday night, but Kendall had questions that had to be answered. With her steady stare demanding more information, he released a heavy sigh.
     
"Neither of those injuries is a day in the park, but they're not catastrophic. If your husband stays off his leg, it should heal in six weeks or so. We've already had him up today, trying out the crutches. He won't win any sprints, but he can maneuver.
     
"His sutures can