Logan arrived in Los Angeles a day after he known Anne's disapperance. Before he left he makes sure everything settled, so Mason--his foreman would keep up even he was away.
The weather of Los Angeles was far better than Montana. This is his second home. Half life of his mother was spent here--just transfered Montana after she married his father.
He hailed a taxi and gave the address of his mother ancestral home. It's been three years since the last time he visited this place. The city still look the same, busy as always.
While he was staying here he plan to run his mother's family business. Maybe it's about time to face his responsiblies that he gave up for a very long time.
No more than twenty minutes had passed since Logan's ordered the taxi driver, they pulled up in front of a gracious Victorian house with a high wrought-iron fence. It was lovely but there's an indication that no one lives here.
Logan sorted through the keys on his key ring as he raced up the garden path. He unlocked the door and pushed it open so urgently. All a while he felt excited to be home again.
He suddenly paused when he welcomed by the aroma of cinnamon and the scent of lavender.
His Aunt Gertrude!
"Auntie!" he hollered as he entered a wide, high ceilinged entrance.
"Kitchen." It was a woman's voice, sweet and so welcoming, faint but audible.
Logan broke into a run.
He was passing a number of doorways before he entered a big, bright French Provencal-style kitchen at the end of the hallway. A woman, who looked to be in her mid-fifties, stood at the kitchen sink, her face ashen as he held her left forearm under the running tap.
"I'm okay." Gertrude Jacob said the moment she saw him.
"What happened" Logan asked.
"So stupid-- I was checking the pies and then hit the corner of the oven.
Logan moved closer to inspect his auntie's arm. He could tell from his auntie's expression that the burn was grim.
"We need to see the doctor. Hang on there I'll get the car." he said touching her shoulder.
The older woman nodded. "I'm sorry, I'd ruin my surprise for you."
Logan saw that there were stall parked beneath the overhang on the island counter and he grabbed one.
"You already surprised me for coming here and baked some pies for me." He gave her a grateful look before offering it to her aunt. "Here."
"Thank you." Gertrude said as she sank onto the stool. She closed her eyes for a minute. When she opened again she made contact with him and offered him a loving smile. "This is just a minor burn, I more concern about you. Mason already told me everything, Logan."
He suddenly felt passive, not ready to talk about it.
"I'll be fine, Auntie. I have this big muscle, look!" he showed his arms then chuckled.
"Ye right, but you have that soft heart and now its broken." Gertrude's face was both loving and concerned as she stared at him.
Logan walked in front of his aunt and tightly hugged her. The warm body of his aunt made him feel really home. And this tears... he let his tears came out that he was holding for quite sometimes.
"Just be strong my dear." Gertrude said while smoothened his back.
"Thanks, Auntie." he lovingly stared at her and dropped a kiss on her forehead.
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