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Just take care of yourself.
Then all three of them laughed heartily.
He wants one of his own.
The houses of the city were all made of glass, so clear and transparent that one could look through the walls as easily as through a window.
Certainly she had been under a lot of stress.Advertisement
She glanced up at his face, but it gave no clue of his mood.
I will take care of Alex.
There exists two sorts of optimists.
We'll take care of them together.
None of it made sense.Advertisement
As a matter of fact, I did.
He reached the edge of the tall roof, stepped one foot out into the air, and walked into space as calmly as if he were on firm ground.
The central and largest one was white, and reminded her of the sun.
Very likely he has stopped to take care of them.
Of course, to an extent, she did.Advertisement
Maybe it was more a case of wishing it were so.
He was not a very large man, but was well formed and had a beautiful face--calm and serene as the face of a fine portrait.
Is that because of the infection?
The storm continued most of the night.
Señor Medena would take care of him and see that he got to the hospital if he needed to go.Advertisement
It wasn't true, of course.
I'm tired of waiting.
They even agreed to take care of the animals while Alex and Carmen took their first vacation.
He was head of the house - the one who made final decisions.
I'll take care of the others if you want to watch the kids.Advertisement
For one terrifying moment the enormity of what they had done brought her close to panic.
That pleased smile was on his lips again and his eyes held a glint of humor.
It was the first time she thought of Katie that way.
He would take care of their needs.
It was a pleasant escape from the dust and noise of the building going on above them.
Where the children were concerned, she had no intention of remaining silent.
These spires were like great spear-points, and if they tumbled upon one of them they were likely to suffer serious injury.
The storm has blown two of the little ones out of the nest.
Once the fire of passion was gone, it was embarrassing.
But then, she hadn't approved of his drinking or the way he treated Lori either.
Of course, it was possible that someone might harm her.
If his family wanted him to come back, they would have to get rid of his current responsibilities.
Clicking from one spreadsheet to another, she was shocked at the extent of his investments.
How had their conversation gone from an inquiry about money to a litmus test of their stay in Texas?
Pushing the plate aside so the food would cool, he began slicing the rest of the roast.
More than that, he was willing to make concessions - in front of the children.
You've always taken care of us.
It was disrespectful of me.
That was the end of the conversation and neither of them brought the subject up again that night.
Although the issue was not discussed, it was far from out of her mind.
A few days later when Carmen and Destiny were visiting Katie, the issue popped out of her mouth in another conversation.
Sure, but don't you get tired of it?
Instead of improving, Destiny got steadily worse.
Wet auburn curls were plastered around her pale face and the back of her neck.
And take care of yourself, too.
The roof beside them had a great hole smashed through it, and pieces of glass were lying scattered in every direction.
But not a sound had broken the stillness since the strangers had arrived, except that of their own voices.
Soon he reached the street and disappeared through a glass doorway into one of the glass buildings.
He parked the truck in front of the house and headed down the hill.
Are you down here taking inventory or doing a lot of thinking?
Alex was doing everything in his power to provide her with all the experiences of a natural mother.
If anything could take her mind off the worry of surrogacy, he could.
Her sigh was a mixture of contentment and relief.
If Alex knew that, he gave no indication - and she had no intention of telling him.
That served another purpose when the conversation turned to the possibility of another child.
That was when Mary decided to relieve her mind of a troubling thought.
Just about time I think the two of you are making progress, something like this comes up.
Alex got a relief when the conversation turned to something else and stayed there for the rest of the evening.
Alex chuckled and relinquished the remainder of the waltz to him.
He watched absently as she shrugged out of her blouse.
You always look neat and clean - even if you are a little out of style.
I just didn't see any point in spending money on new clothes when my old ones still had a lot of wear in them.
We also have a couple of wild asses.
Still feeling the sobering effects of that cool regard, she forced a smile.
For the remainder of the trip to the ranch, Alex remained in a good mood.
Alex retrieved her from Felipa and shifted her so that she sat on his arm, one of her arms around his neck.
Sometimes he even did it when there was a room full of people between them.
Carmen refrained from looking at Alex or displaying the shock she felt at the introduction of two more siblings he had never mentioned - an entire family.
Her eyes were almond shaped, the brown of the iris so dark that it was almost black.
The four of them followed Felipa upstairs.
He pulled the shirt tails out of his pants and shucked it.
The idea of making love in a strange bedroom was disturbing enough, but with only a door between them and the children, locked or not, it didn't feel right.
Apparently the duo was considered part of the family.
The men cheered as he turned the horse and rode it out of the corral.
From there the horse dashed in and out of the poles and came to a stop on his haunches.
It was a house full of people who happened to be related to him.
But then, he had made it clear from the start that he didn't want any of them in his life.
Apparently he found what he was looking for, because a smile touched the corners of his mouth and his eyes warmed.
Later as she lay awake beside him, listening to the sound of his breathing, it occurred to her that they had fallen into the pattern of making up by making love.
He slapped her backside playfully as she walked out the door ahead of him.
He slid an arm under her and gently took her hand in his, planting a warm moist kiss in the center of the palm.
The aroma of cologne surrounded him and his breath smelled like he had recently brushed his teeth.
I know you're not going to be right 100% of the time.
Of course, that didn't mean much.
When he talked of investments, she had assumed he was talking about 401K.
Maybe he meant he was sick of all the bickering with his family.
That sweet chocolate gaze softened and a smile touched the corners of his mouth.
Thinking back, her parents had done both in front of her.
The whole truth didn't sound nearly as bad as part of the conversation.
I imagine that took a chunk out of his savings.
Katie piled the potatoes in another pan and picked it up, along with the knife and a bag of peals.
Carmen sat Destiny on the floor and picked up the pan of pealed potatoes, along with a paring knife.
He's a lot like his father - in a LOT of ways, but don't tell him that.
She gouged an eye out of the potato she was holding.
He also had a sense of responsibility about it.
Some of it came from life insurance.
But why didn't you say something to me about all of this before now?
The carpenters tried to keep the dust level down, but it was impossible to avoid all of it.
The x-rays were conclusive and indicated a bad infection in the lower lobe of one lung.
Carmen sat one side of the bed and Alex on the other, each holding a tiny hand.
Of course - and he wanted to be there as much as she did.
With it came a host of nightmares.
His red shock of hair stood up like a flame as he glared down at her.
No, if one of us has to get snowed in up here, I'd rather it was me.
A feeling of panic grew in her as she reached for the button to summons a nurse.
More important, though, was the fact that he believed the child should not suffer for the sins of the parent.
For a moment she envisioned him and felt a pang of loneliness.
As proud as she was of Jonathan, it was Alex who stayed on her mind for a long time after the phone call.
At the end of January, Princess gave birth to the first foal on the ranch that wasn't sired by Ed.
Jonathan rarely asked for anything and the idea of having someone in the house playing music was appealing.
She was cleaning the coffee pot and Alex was reclining in a chair at the table, enjoying the last cup of coffee.
He did a lot of researching before he talked to me.
Finally he leaned forward and stood, rubbing the back of his neck.
The doctor set a due date of August 17th.
On the 28th of February they celebrated her thirtieth birthday.
Yet it was a short period of time for so much to have happened to them.
Pulling Alex's pillow from the bed, Carmen caught the faint whiff of his cologne.
She gathered it in a hug and smelled deeply of it.
She started to put the pillow down and caught the movement in the mirror from the corner of her eye.
It was the idea that I would never have one... the death of a dream, I guess.
The snow melted, leaving in its wake a harvest of spring flowers.
As April slipped into May and the last threat of frost passed, she began planting them in the garden.
It's wandering around in circles and it's not at all afraid of us.
Any time a wild animal isn't afraid of you, there is probably something wrong.
I've seen opossums that weren't afraid of me, though.
She imagined all kinds of reasons why he wouldn't want her to go - none of them good.
She was the country bumpkin that he had to drag everywhere or be accused of being insensitive.
Sweetheart, this problem is of my making.
I know you would stand beside me - maybe even in front of me with the intent of protecting me.
As a matter of fact, he hadn't said that since he spent half the night with his old flame.
Still, the romancing was so much a part of him that it was as if he wasn't even Alex.
As if bent on assisting her, the weather turned steamy when it entered the second week of June.
He didn't need any tips on the art of romancing.
Besides, Destiny would be there to assist with creating the required amount of restraint.
Alex didn't like highly spiced food, so she decided to bake Cornish game hens for the base of the meal.
Then she used wild and long grain rice instead of stuffing.
She looked so cute that Carmen took a few pictures of her.
I mean, one you have a chance of winning.
As a matter of fact, I'm beginning to feel pretty good.
She'll wake up in the middle of the night, wide awake.
She melted into his arms, eagerly returning his warm kisses and welcoming the feel of his fingers as they searched for the zipper on the back of her dress.
Without a word, she slipped into his arms and fell into the rhythm of his step.
Yet, no matter how many times she tried to reassure herself of that, she remained concerned.
He had a lot of investments and...
Around it were arranged, like the five points of a star, the other five brilliant balls; one being rose colored, one violet, one yellow, one blue and one orange.
Just then the buggy tipped slowly over upon its side, the body of the horse tipping also.
The girl, greatly astonished, ran to lean over the edge of the roof, and saw the man walking rapidly through the air toward the ground.
I can see plenty of nice gardens and fields down below us, at the edge of this city.
But he did not wish the little girl to think him a coward, so he advanced slowly to the edge of the roof.
The four lawyers rode along, one behind another; for the pathway was narrow, and the mud on each side of it was deep.
A few impressions stand out vividly from the first years of my life; but "the shadows of the prison-house are on the rest."
It was in July, 1805, and the speaker was the well-known Anna Pavlovna Scherer, maid of honor and favorite of the Empress Marya Fedorovna.
With these words she greeted Prince Vasili Kuragin, a man of high rank and importance, who was the first to arrive at her reception.
Pierre pushed his way into the middle of the group, listened, and convinced himself that the man was indeed a liberal, but of views quite different from his own.
It was indicative of dissipation and the exercise of authority.
If the noble awistocwacy of the pwovince of Moscow thinks fit, it can show its loyalty to our sov'weign the Empewah in other ways.
Have we fo'gotten the waising of the militia in the yeah 'seven?
The nobility don't gwudge theah lives--evewy one of us will go and bwing in more wecwuits, and the sov'weign" (that was the way he referred to the Emperor) "need only say the word and we'll all die fo' him!" added the orator with animation.
He hardened his heart against the senator who was introducing this set and narrow attitude into the deliberations of the nobility.
Was it greedy to want one of their own as well?
Alex was romantic enough to understand the sentimental significance of the home she had inherited.
He stood and tossed the last bite into his mouth, washing it down with the last of his milk.
First of all, I married Alex because I love him.
Did I give Jonathan his fair share of attention?
He even tried to get custody of Alex.
You know the rest of that story.
She said they were both supportive of her when Alex was born.
His father died shortly after Alex was born, so I never met either of them.
Carmen met a playful mocking gaze that reminded her of Alex.
Gerald said he was one of the best.
Of course, he was just a kid.
Carmen felt the full weight of a question that had no answer.
And yet, Katie and Alex were close siblings now in spite of their age difference.
Alex was a love child - of that she was certain.
He wasn't involved in anything illegal and you have no reason to be concerned about spending any of the money he acquired.
Why hadn't she thought of his comment in that context?
What part of 'wealthy' were you having problems understanding?
Katie stood and carried the pan of potatoes to the sink.
They weren't exactly best of friends.
He came back from a trip down there one time and was upset because he said Uncle Fabrice treated him like a dunce in front of customers.
Sometimes, but it's a long way to a restaurant and a lot of hassle to go.
One of the most appealing things about Alex was his confidence.
Still, all the information Katie provided created a clearer picture of why Alex acted the way he did at home.
Part of it was simply his nature - and that part was sweet and selfless.
Alex decided to build a room upstairs for his office, out of the reach of Destiny's exploring hands.
Preventing Destiny from crawling out of the bed wasn't easy.
It felt strange to have only the two of them at the table.
Morning dawned on about three inches of snowfall and it was still coming down.
You'd better stay in out of the weather... and get some rest.
Less than an hour after the phone call, Destiny woke up in a fit of coughing.
They said she'd be sleepy because of the medicine, so I'll try to sleep while she is asleep.
You'd better get some rest... and take care of yourself.
Destiny stiffened with a fit of coughing and then drug a deep rattling breath.
She was right, of course, but having mama stand there watching her suffer was just as upsetting for Destiny.
She backed out of the tent and tucked it under the mattress.
The nurse would have no way of knowing how uncharacteristic this behavior was for Destiny.
Minutes later when the nurse arrived with a syringe of medicine, Destiny was asleep again, still clutching the doll to her chest.
For the first time, it crossed Carmen's mind that he was kind of cute.
Partly because of the way he worded things, but mostly because he tried to mask his emotions - like Alex.
It was the middle of the day, and Alex never took a nap.
I don't want to be in the middle of your feud.
Jonathan, you take care of your Dad, alright?
Warm him some chicken soup and make sure he drinks plenty of water.
Do you mean the odds of two healthy babies, or the sex of the babies?
When Destiny wanted to wear a ring like mommy, Carmen tied a yellow ribbon around her finger and made a bow of it on the top.
She sighed and snuggled against him, feeling the beat of his heart... or was that her own?
She gave him her most fetching smile and stepped out of the hallway.
From now on she'd have a lot more respect for the art of romancing.
It wasn't one night of loving that made the difference.
It was a change of attitude.
On the other hand, if he lost them, she would be sharing the loss of lifestyle.
He rubbed the back of his neck and looked away.
I want to be part of this - whatever it is.
Finally he took down a couple of cups and poured them some coffee.
No wonder Dulce didn't want to let go of him.
He said Alex was the kind of man who would crawl into bed with a woman on the first date.
With the initial shock out of the way, she focused on the facts.
Why didn't she think of that first?
I want to be a part of your life.
He nodded, taking her hand and guiding her up out of the chair.
After all, her husband was the one who had custody of the boy.
He shook his head and rubbed the back of his neck.
Alex let out a breath of relief.
The minute Howard had arrived; Allen was in his face, accusing him of stealing his girl.
Howard had to pull out of the driveway slowly and gradually increase his speed.
For a full week she enjoyed the benefits of being big sister.
Then came the arrest, and with it the fear of being questioned by the police.
Each boom of thunder was loud enough to rattle the window panes.
You simply had to make better use of what was left.
She changed the decorating tip and wrote "Happy Birthday Dad!" on the top of the cake.
Of course, the little red truck Dad had been drooling over.
She carefully drew the outline of a truck around the words on the top.
On the sides of the cake, she drew the Toyota emblem, finishing up with some scrolls.
She scrambled out of the chair.
But of course, that wasn't possible.
It wasn't real, of course.
It couldn't be real, and yet... she remembered the train whistle and the ghostly voice of Nick.
Officer Quint came from the scene of the accident.
That was the last thing she remembered until she opened her eyes again and found all three of them hanging over her.
Candy spilled across the coffee table and a glass bowl was shoved in front of her mouth.
Connie returned with a cool damp rag which she placed on Lisa's face and then the back of her neck.
Somewhere in the back of her mind Lisa knew it felt good.
Do you always visit the relatives of accident victims on your personal time?
Lisa stared at him, fragments of the night before slowly fitting together like a jigsaw puzzle.
Through it she heard the mumbling of the reverend, but not the words.
Their efforts relieved her of concern about the ceremony.
The diploma was given to her in the privacy of the principle's office.
I've taken up enough of his time.
All Len wants out of me is information about Allen, and Howard couldn't care less where I am.
Do you think everything they have done has been with the single ambition of getting third-party information out of you?
I hadn't thought of it that way.
It was like Allen to think only of himself.
She smiled weakly at his deliberate misinterpretation of the cliché.
Of course - it's too soon.
Has your mother always taken care of Tammy?
What lay at the end of that path?
Jim's ears were standing erect upon his head and every muscle of his big body was tense as he trotted toward home.
With this thought in mind the girl took heart and leaned her head over the side of the buggy to see where the strange light was coming from.
Dorothy was too dazed to say much, but she watched one of Jim's big ears turn to violet and the other to rose, and wondered that his tail should be yellow and his body striped with blue and orange like the stripes of a zebra.
Dorothy had a green streak through the center of her face where the blue and yellow lights came together, and her appearance seemed to add to his fright.
We are somewhere in the middle of the earth, and the chances are we'll reach the other side of it before long.
At this they both put their heads over the side of the buggy and looked down.
Here and there were groups of houses that seemed made of clear glass, because they sparkled so brightly.
They began to wonder if there were no people to inhabit this magnificent city of the inner world.
His clothing fitted his form snugly and was gorgeously colored in brilliant shades of green, which varied as the sunbeams touched them but was not wholly influenced by the solar rays.
The man had taken a step or two across the glass roof before he noticed the presence of the strangers; but then he stopped abruptly.
Dorothy kept hold of his hand and followed him, and soon they were both walking through the air, with the kitten frisking beside them.
But all along, they believed they would ultimately prevail—and not just win the war, but also do something epic that would change the course of history for all time.
It is a simple premise and yet, at the same time, an article of faith—a faith that the future would be better than the past.
By the midpoint of the twentieth century, America's dreamers were preoccupied with the future—and not just any old future, but the great and glorious future that seemed inevitable.
Everywhere you turned, people were speculating about, or building models of, the "House of Tomorrow," the "Car of Tomorrow," or the "Workplace of Tomorrow."
The family on my father's side is descended from Caspar Keller, a native of Switzerland, who settled in Maryland.
First of all, dear friend, tell me how you are.
Neither of the children seemed concerned about the flight, though.
Carmen wanted to shrivel out of sight.
Jonathan leaned forward so that he had a full view of Señor Medena.
Waiting until they were out of view from the men at the corral, Carmen rode up beside Alex.
The shock of what happened gave way to fury as Felipa turned back to them.
The rest of the ride was pleasant.
A touch of humor lurked in Señor Medena's dark eyes, but he continued as if he didn't notice.
The men did not know of the wound.
Alex said nothing, his stoic features giving no suggestion of what was on his mind.
They were well aware of what could have happened.
It's none of my business how you run this outfit.
I have been made acutely aware of that fact since I was a child.
I feel certain of it.
Alex had asked one of the men go into town and rent a car for them.
Finally he put a hand on the wall on each side of her head.
Dragging it up again wouldn't do either of them any good.
It was time to shove those old inhibitions out of their bedroom.
If she was invited, it was as a guest of Alex, so he would tell her when and if he decided to go.
Her dark eyes fixed on Carmen, eagerly waiting for the rest of the story.
I mean, there are different kinds of love.
It was true, of course.
She doesn't have any reason to be jealous of me.
His father was never able to get custody of him as a child.
On the other hand, when the issue finally came to a head, she would have been in the middle of it all anyway.
Besides, after he inherited, he could always put someone in charge of the estate.
It wasn't as if he had to be there every living minute of his life.
Felipa left Carmen at the foot of the stairs, striding off without another word.
For a moment a pang of homesickness engulfed her.
One of the men is staying up with her.
Jonathan said you were taking him to some kind of horse race tomorrow.
The boxes were heavy, so carrying two of them was too much weight to handle.
At least he couldn't blame her for any lack of attention this time.
As they approached the building, a large group of people came out whooping and yelling.
They rounded the corner of the building to see a group of men lounging against the fence, watching a display that made Carmen's blood run cold.
How could he do such a thing in front of Jonathan... and where was Jonathan?
Maybe he felt more comfortable thinking of it that way.
Alex obliged and then the four of them continued to a lot where some horses grazed.
The weather was balmy, adding to the enjoyment of the day.
It is nice to have so many people to take care of your children, yes?
Remembering what Felipa had said about the girls being out of a home if Alex refused the inheritance, she smiled.
Yes. But I like taking care of my children.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Alex watching her.
Then they caressed their way up her side, his thumb sliding under her bra and gently up the curve of her breast.
Planting kisses on the corner of his mouth, she whispered.
Carmen couldn't make out more than a few words, but one of them was mare.
Maybe they knew what kind of bait to throw out.
Was the man capable of thinking of someone other than himself?
After lunch, all four of them went outside to play ball.
Carmen made a ball out of a pair of socks.
They did the cheering and the jeering - and lots of laughing.
But then, maybe Alondra was one of those people who simply took a long time to warm to strangers.
Nina returned with a dress made of dark purple velvet and satin.
They sat her in front of a mirror while Felipa worked.
Felipa pulled the hair up and used combs with amethyst jewels on them, giving the impression of long hair.
The rest of us will be along soon.
Felipa led Carmen to the top of the stairs.
In the sea of faces, she didn't see Alex.
We're the guests of honor tonight.
Slipping her hand through his extended elbow, she let him lead her into the center of the room.
First of all, I wasn't the only one involved.
Her first instinct was to scramble to the back of the bus and climb out.
At any time a gust of wind could send the car over the cliff.
Snaking her upper torso over the back of the seat, she began to shift her weight toward the back of the car.
She tentatively lifted a foot into the front seat, and knew a moment of panic when her sandal heel caught in the hem of her dress.
Once free of the vehicle she took a deep breath and turned to face her rescuer.
The man lifted his hands gently from the trunk, and the rear wheels of the car lifted a few inches from the ground.
If you weren't concerned about your own life, you might have thought about your chances of taking someone else with you.
Realization washed over her in alternating waves of pain and numbness.
I was talking about the other end of my life.
Long ago she had learned to ignore the second glances, open stares, and sometimes even suggestive leers of men.
A gust of wind whipped at her full skirt and tossed her long blond curls into the air.
She collected a handful of the material in modest protest.