"Her mother scoffed, "This child," she complained to her husband, "Always so disrespectful. I almost blame myself."Carl was quick to comfort her. "It ...wasn't your fault, dear," he said as though Heidi wasn't even there, "Some children are just born bad."Heidi started to walk away, she didn't know why they had come to look her up now, and she didn't care. Just so long as it was clear to them that she didn't want to see them ever again."Don't walk way from me," her mother told her, drawing Heidi. And I'm going to help you."They went shopping the next day. They hadn't visited in years, not since they were children, but the Sacred Blessings Christian Community shop had everything Dylan and Jaclyn needed.The door chimed as they entered."Good morning!" the shopkeeper said to his first two customers for the day. Jaclyn bid him a polite hello while Dylan went determinately down the aisles. Jaclyn took her time examining the merchandise on display, prompting the shopkeeper to assist her."Can I. Please Don’t!”I saw myself getting out of bed and walking up to him, but as soon as I did, he evaporated away from me.I cried after him, “Dad, d-don’t leave. I miss you. I need you. I miss you. I need you...”“Ray, RAY, wake up, come on Ray, wake up?” It was Susan. “Don’t worry, I’m here. I’m here to help you find out about dad.”“What’s going on?” mom stumbled through my doorway covering herself with a robe, “What is it, Raymond? Did you have a dream? A dream about your father?”Why was everyone. .’ ‘You are a painter, and you said yourself that you’ve already been to the timberline and captured the elk on your canvas. You know where to go. You could take me.’ There was nothing else to do. Kincaid had boxed her in. But there was no way they’d be able to do this within the confines of a day. So, Ada spent the rest of the day preparing to leave the ranch in the hands of others and in gathering what she and Kincaid would need for the overnight outing. She called down to Slater, and Aunt.