After the service, the community bubbled with spirited amazement. I sought quietness, a place to rest my feet and to think. I found a log by the creek...that ran nearby. It's soft gurgling soothed. Eleanor Tuttle lived to the west, farther into the woods. She was a thin, young woman with three boys too young to be soldiers and too young to mention here. Her husband was killed near war's end. More devout than I, she never missed a service, and she had farther to walk with three sons of wild. Was ... sort of invited already," she said. "I kind of have a date." Really?" I said. "Rees, no one at the ranch is putting any pressure on you are they?" If one of the guys in the dorm had started trying to hit on her, I was going to be royally pissed."Oh, no! It's that nice guy who got here yesterday and was helping put up the tree. We stopped and talked for a while before I took off. He said his sister told him it was okay to invite me. It is, isn't it?" she asked. Who the... ? I glanced. More

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