Max made the calls, three of them, back to back, standing in the study with the door half open so he could hear the sounds of the house while he worked.
The location was already decided. He had known it the moment the idea had arrived had known it the way he knew things when they were right, without having to think them through. A place far enough from the city to breathe.
A place with space and quiet and the particular quality of air that belonged to somewhere that had not been touched by any of what the last three years had contained.
A place Ruby had loved before.
He did not tell her that.
He organized the medical arrangements with Dr. Bentil a nurse to travel with them, a doctor on call, everything Nathan needed accessible and in order.
