"Sherry frowned and shook her head. "You can't be the teenager written about in the printed hype for this show."A distinguished man joined us. Was he ...herry's date? Husband? Lover? Her father was a possibility. He was old enough to be her father."There you are, Sherry," he said, his voice deep and commanding. He nodded at me."Uncle Harry, have you met this remarkable young artist?" Sherry asked."I have not," Harry said.Dr. Harry Crane was not only Sherry's uncle, he was also an art critic who. However, there are a couple of things that you had not thought about too much."First, you are rarely here. Your exploring duties take you away from here to the point that you have to have someone watch over your farm and house. We love having you here and the kids do, too. It's just that you two travel."Second, a new solution has arisen. You fly. That means you can go from place to place rapidly and easily. The possibility of living somewhere else and commuting by plane to see us as often as. "Cade knew at that moment that whatever happened in the city to drive them out must have been something serious. He knew Seth wasn't about to tell him what was going on, and that he would have to grill his mother for answers. Somehow, Cade sensed their departure might have something to do with Quinn. Cade and his other siblings had left home by the time they were Quinn's age. In Cade's mind, sixteen was old enough for Quinn to be on his own. Cade recalled the morning he woke Ashley up to take. It wasn’t really that comfortable of a feeling, but I took it into my heart and knew that it was what I needed in order to grow. This summer would be a turning point in my life, yet I have to tell you, my thoughts had little to do with the future, rather they had everything to do with this beautiful woman standing beside me. I wondered if she felt that fire burning through her fingers that I felt burning mine. I wondered what she would do or say if I turned towards her now and kissed her.