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I thought that was the best way to carry her.
Well, if my cooking is that bad...
I can't imagine what he was thinking to hide a thing like that from you.
He spoke so well that everybody was pleased.
The suitcase didn't seem that heavy at the time.Advertisement
That didn't sound very nice.
That I am not prepared to say.
I know better than that.
That was a no-brainer.
That was when Mary decided to relieve her mind of a troubling thought.Advertisement
That's easy for you to say.
Now if that's all...
On that subject she was adamant.
That is the least we can do!
It was the first time she thought of Katie that way.Advertisement
But then, that was obvious.
He stooped and picked up a bird's nest that had fallen upon the ground.
All that time and he was unable to solve his financial problem.
We are back to that?
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That night it stormed and then turned cold.
But even that did not satisfy the Princess.
That was what mattered right now.
That way you don't have to taste it.
That idea was troublesome to Carmen as well.Advertisement
Whatever the case, Mary questioned anything that might indicate discord between Carmen and Alex.
Do you know that?
Possibly not, but that was the end result.
That's more like it.
Alex had provided the money to remodel the home, but insisted that it stay in her name only.
That would be a big help.
But not a sound had broken the stillness since the strangers had arrived, except that of their own voices.
Two other baby birds were there, that had not fallen out.
That made all their children her aunts and uncles, and their grandchildren her cousins.
He danced with you that often and didn't tell you his name?
That is, if Jim has had enough of the pink grass.
That's what you get for waiting so long.
I wish you would go and fetch my satchel, two lanterns, and a can of kerosene oil that is under the seat.
I guess that will do.
Ah, that is good.
That made no sense.
So you're back to that again.
Why would he do that?
For her, losing them was painful enough, but losing a mate - that would be agonizing.
What was that supposed to mean?
I think that's sufficient.
Maybe that was the problem.
How could anyone fall asleep that fast?
Well, that explained a lot about him.
His gaze wandered over her face in that familiar way.
Later that night she woke and lay awake thinking about the way he had responded.
At some point, that stopped bugging her and became an attraction.
Thanks to Alex, that chore had been turned into a simple twist of a knob.
Katie said that was because Carmen had been raised poor and had become frugal.
Do I look that bad?
Maybe it resurrected memories that were unpleasant - even painful.
They swelled and blended smoothly - and that flat tummy was so masculine.
I'm asking that you don't punish Felipa.
I have been made acutely aware of that fact since I was a child.
So that was why he didn't want her to be involved.
That was all he needed.
That was a double-edged hurt, though, because Alex adored his adoptive father.
She wasn't vain enough to think that turned him to drinking, though.
That evening all the women got together to wrap gifts.
That better not be Dulce.
That was good, wasn't it?
That would change when they got home.
That didn't sound like Alex.
That's why I didn't tell you.
How can you say that?
In that moment she was certain she saw something in his eyes - something akin to remorse.
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.
They were having so much fun that even Alondra broke down and joined them.
That familiar cold feeling washed over her again with a wave that was staggering.
I always thought that was funny.
I know, sweetheart, and that is a comfort, but it won't be that bad.
One word was missing in all that...
He said he felt bad about it, but conceded that Tessa had been less than honest with him on more than one occasion.
Tessa admitted that the boy belonged to her husband.
When Alex approached Carmen about giving Tessa some money, she said it was up to him, but keep in mind that the issue could have been something like drugs.
She had always claimed that he would listen if she presented an opposing opinion.
If it hadn't been for Katie, she might not have discovered that she was right.
He was expounding over the fact that his father had approached the inheritance issue again.
What makes you think that?
His gaze traveled over her face in that familiar way, his expression reflective.
Is being in control so important that you're willing to sacrifice the happiness of your only son?
The biggest thing you two have against each other is that you're so much alike.
Jonathan was so excited that he couldn't stop talking about her.
She had accepted the idea that she would never know this moment.
Yes... I just wanted to let you know that the twins were born this morning.
Sure, they needed to clear the air about the inheritance issue, but that wasn't enough for Carmen.
At least that part was out of the way.
I hope you didn't do that on my account.
That explains how you treated Katie, but what about Felipa and Alondra - and even Dulce?
Katie had been telling him that for years, but he hadn't seen it until now.
I'm sorry about that, boy.
Quint knew he should quell the ire that surged up and pounded in his neck.
That wide-eyed innocent look and those full lips reminded him of a fairytale princess.
I don't know her that well.
Good, that should make this easier.
I hadn't thought of it that way.
It almost got us that time, Dorothy.
Here and there were groups of houses that seemed made of clear glass, because they sparkled so brightly.
Eureka helped him by flying into the faces of the enemy and scratching and biting furiously, and the kitten ruined so many vegetable complexions that the Mangaboos feared her as much as they did the horse.
It is with a kind of fear that I begin to write the history of my life.
All that did was to enwich the pwiests' sons and thieves and wobbahs....
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.
In addition to the assistance from the renters, the money finally gave her an income of her own, and the token independence that went with it.
Did I ever tell you that you're the most handsome man I've ever seen?
With so many people at their house, it was fortunate that the weather was warm and dry so they could utilize the courtyard for the children.
Let's just leave it at that.
A wide porch stretched the length of the building, and above it were two balconies with black wrought iron banisters that curved out gracefully.
From the foyer, they entered a huge room with a wide staircase that curved gracefully from the balcony on the second floor.
Maybe it was jet lag - whatever that was.
If only Alex could talk to his father that way.
What's going on in that pretty head?
But that was behind them.
How sad that she would be too proud to have fun.
Did you know that?
I guess the only thing he wanted more than that was a good woman and children.
They were so synchronized and fluid that Carmen asked Alex if they danced often.
I don't like it when you're rough like that.
Are you sure that's the way you want it?
Mom used to say that people suspected in others what they had experienced or what they would do in the other person's shoes.
I thought your point was that I was trying to protect you.
Dulce was so angry that tears were rolling down her face.
You've got that much right.
Looking into that semi-sweet chocolate gaze, it was easy to understand why Dulce lost her composure.
Then he turned away and rubbed the back of his neck in that way he did when he knew he was wrong but wasn't sure why.
Carmen was so tired that the icy wind failed to keep her awake.
Sure, he said her lifestyle appealed to him, but was that because it was something new?
It was in his nature, and it was something that wasn't going to change.
When Alex came home that evening, Jonathan was in his room painting and Destiny was topping off her nap.
Actually, what I said was that no one got to the point that they couldn't use more money.
Was that where his father got all that money?
Alex didn't like any kind of discord, which generally meant that she shouldn't contest anything he said or did.
He didn't tell her about the money because it would lead to questions - both about the money and the fact that he had been hiding it from her.
Considering the problems they presented, she could hardly blame him for that.
Had they argued that much at his father's house?
This wasn't about what he had hidden from her or the fact that he had left her alone for two weeks to go to Columbia.
More than that, he was willing to make concessions - in front of the children.
In that small house, there were few secrets.
Maybe it was anger that prompted him to make the remark about her spending his money, but he never apologized about it specifically.
I thought you had finally accepted that the money belonged to both of you.
I did, but apparently that status changed.
He commented the other day that I was spending his money.
Now what brought on that comment?
I imagine that took a chunk out of his savings.
So you wondered how he got that much money.
I didn't ask him that.
He admitted that he actually went because he had connections - heritage.
I guess I should have told you that.
I'm not all that secretive, but you were the one who kept telling me that if he wanted you to know, he'd tell you.
He's a lot like his father - in a LOT of ways, but don't tell him that.
I always wondered if that was why Mom and Dad split up for a while - because Mom was used to a different lifestyle and social circle.
That was when Mom and Señor Medena started hanging out together anyway - the first time.
Can you imagine that?
Señor Medena wasn't too happy about that.
Mom told me that Dad forgave her for her affair with Señor Medena.
In that instant she realized something else.
Considering her own feelings about Alex, and the fact that he was a lot like his father, it wasn't hard to imagine that his mother never got over Señor Medena.
I'm sure that had a lot to do with it - that and the connections.
She considered that thought and then amended.
When we were in Texas, I got the feeling that Señor Medena loved Alex - that he was saddened by the way Alex rejected him.
Carmen felt the full weight of a question that had no answer.
Alex was a love child - of that she was certain.
My guess is that he meant exactly what he said.
Considering the information Katie had just disclosed, it wasn't surprising that he wanted to be in control - or that he had chosen a wife who asked few questions.
That's where my part came from.
He had access to his part much earlier than I did, so he was able to make some investments that really paid off.
My guess is that most of the savings came from Señor Medena, though.
Okay, we've already established that Alex is secretive.
I guess I can't deny that, but in all these years, why hasn't Uncle Fabrice's name come up in a conversation at least once?
If you mention his name to Alex, you'll find out why she feels that way.
In fact, I think Uncle Fabrice had him convinced that he couldn't sell a cheeseburger to a starving man.
All I know is that he gets defensive when I mention Uncle Fabrice.
Surely he wouldn't have gone down there to help if he felt that way.
On the other hand, how could Alex be a positive influence if his Uncle truly felt that way?
Part of it was simply his nature - and that part was sweet and selfless.
Since his current office was directly across from their bedroom, it seemed a better place for babies that Alex said could be born early.
Maybe that was why he was the first to notice when she developed a fever.
Is it that bad?
The noise from the machine that circulated the oxygen frightened her.
Is that because of the infection?
By that time she was hungry and decided to make a deal with the night shift.
Carmen assigned responsibility for that to herself because she didn't notice early enough that Destiny was sick.
Alex said it might not have made any difference, and reminded her that she needed to think positive.
That wasn't easy to do when a person was physically and emotionally exhausted.
Instead, she decided to use that extra hour to take a relaxing bath.
They have her in pull-ups now and she's not happy about that.
Just keep thinking that... and praying.
The medication they were giving her to clear up the congestion in her lungs was making her sleep a lot, but they thought that was better than having her upset all the time.
Later she remembered that Alex had asked her to call him if there was any change.
I heard they had the airport cleared for flights now that it's stopped snowing.
Destiny coughed and sat up with a wale that sounded more like a broken growl.
Mom used to say that children and dogs weren't fooled by people.
Who would have thought he would become attached to a child that was neither his own blood nor male?
More important, though, was the fact that he believed the child should not suffer for the sins of the parent.
The line was silent for so long that she checked her phone to see if the call had been dropped.
I mean, you don't need to do that.
Not that it was going to help.
At worst... she didn't want to think about that.
Señor Medena would take care of him and see that he got to the hospital if he needed to go.
Sometimes the way Alex looked at him when he was talking - times when he was actually listening to him - it seemed to her that he felt that close bond.
Maybe it was more than that.
If Alex forgave his father, would he want to return to that lifestyle?
Alex might have convinced himself that he wanted a simpler lifestyle.
At the end of January, Princess gave birth to the first foal on the ranch that wasn't sired by Ed.
He hesitantly announced to Carmen one evening that he wanted to learn to play a guitar.
When Alex came home that evening, Carmen told him about it.
If it's something we simply can't afford, that's one thing, but we should be encouraging things like this, Alex.
Without a doubt, the fact that the babies were healthy had major influence on his mood.
Five years ago that day she had met Alex.
In a way, it was hard to believe it had been that long.
It was the idea that I would never have one... the death of a dream, I guess.
Finally that soft chocolate gaze came back to her.
Whether he meant that his feelings for her were the same was unclear.
What was clear was the fact that he was struggling over something.
Her first thought was that it was a puppy someone had dropped off.
I've seen opossums that weren't afraid of me, though.
That's the soonest I could get a flight.
Katie said she should confront him when he did that - tell him how it made her feel.
Maybe that was what he had been so preoccupied with lately.
His gaze ran over her face searching - maybe surprised that she spoke her mind.
She was the country bumpkin that he had to drag everywhere or be accused of being insensitive.
He'd feel sorry for her and she didn't want that.
As a matter of fact, he hadn't said that since he spent half the night with his old flame.
He was normal in that respect.
It was the romancing that had suffered.
It shouldn't be any surprise, since that was what suffered when he had been troubled in the past.
She selected an off-the-shoulder lilac colored sun dress that Alex liked.
She looked so cute that Carmen took a few pictures of her.
She sighed and snuggled against him, feeling the beat of his heart... or was that her own?
Maybe that was why his response lacked the usual mocking humor.
Yet, no matter how many times she tried to reassure herself of that, she remained concerned.
It wasn't one night of loving that made the difference.
Obviously he didn't actually believe that.
Neither did she, but she wasn't claiming that they were hers, either.
When Alex came home that night she had supper ready.
She was slicing some left over pork roast for a recipe tomorrow when Alex walked in and announced that Destiny and Jonathan were asleep.
I had hoped that you would resolve your problem, but it seems to have no end.
You want me to think of all this as ours, but how can I when you insist that the problems are all yours?
Is that what you and Dulce were fighting about?
Immediately after that thought came another - more painful.
Maybe that was the real reason Tessa left him.
Maybe he was so distraught that he turned to Dulce for comfort.
Just because it upsets me doesn't mean I don't want to know - or that you shouldn't tell me.
Surely he knew she wouldn't leave him over something that happened before they met.
So exactly what is it that Dulce wants you to do?
Certainly not that she knew about.
Why would he need to lie when he could simply tell her that it didn't concern her?
All that was true enough, but remaining bitter about it wasn't going to improve their relationship.
Then he drew back, his gaze running over her face in that familiar confident way.
Don't treat me that way, Alex.
I don't feel that way - ever.
At that moment there was a choice to make.
Freedom from that ugly feeling gave her the ability to speak of it lightly for the first time.
Well, I like that.
You're Carmen, and that's a lot.
I guess I didn't think about it that way.
That should have been no big surprise, but Carmen would have thought he would welcome the idea of a willing heir.
I can't see any of the girls running the ranch... or wanting to, for that matter.
Even Dulce isn't interested in that part.
We've already established that I'm not an heir.
The only business experience she had was the goat dairy, the non-functional farm and a horse ranch that had been in the fetal stage for years.
That was a pretty good indication of interest - or lack thereof.
He didn't comment, but several times that evening she caught him watching her with a reflective expression.
That would show me, yes?
Like two bull Elk, they were each so focused on pushing the other back that they had forgotten anyone else existed.
Alex's mouth twisted into a wry smile and the dark eyes that sought hers held a trace of humor.
That's how I was raised.
Her response to the issue about a son was indication that she was ready to break from the past.
According to Lisa, they were the closest thing to a family that she had other than her parents and siblings.
Of course, there was always the possibility that she had come up with the idea of distracting Spenser, but he found that hard to believe.
A person could change a lot in a few years, especially when they were that young.
It wasn't jealousy that troubled him.
He'd like to believe in good and the happy-ever-after, but that innocence could never be retrieved.
In the hilly city of Fayetteville, that was a threat during any heavy rain.
It was a moment that lay in her stomach like a week-long hunger, regardless of the fact that they had been gone only minutes.
The first raindrop slammed into the window so hard that she instinctively recoiled.
To her imaginative and inexperienced mind, it was obvious that he was doing their homework.
Howard had insisted on picking up his little sister that night for safety reasons.
Still, that nagging feeling in her stomach didn't go away.
But of course, that wasn't possible.
She was glad Howard was there and that her family wasn't.
I guess it was storming so bad that they didn't see or hear the train.
That was the last thing she remembered until she opened her eyes again and found all three of them hanging over her.
Other than the fact that she and Howard had already disrupted their lives enough for her, it was comforting to have her there.
The antidepressants didn't help that much, but maybe they were responsible for the fact that she had not lost control yet.
That costs money – and gas...
As for sitting around doing nothing, I'm going to do something about that.
Maybe that was a good sign.
But you haven't been working there all that long.
I'm not very good at that anyway.
You must know that by now.
I don't know that, but it doesn't matter.
Connie packed and left that evening after work, still expressing her concern and insisting that Lisa call her if she wanted to talk.
Lisa thanked her for all the help and assured her that she would be fine.
That night exhaustion did what no pill could do, and she finally slept.
Yeah, you do that.
Maybe he knew something and that was why he picked up Connie that night.
She wandered around the house with a foreboding that this was the last time she would see it.
She should be looking for a replacement vehicle, but having another car in the garage would only be a reminder that there was no one left to drive it.
As the garage door lifted, sunlight reflected off the polish she and her siblings had applied that last day of their lives.
The car had been shut up long enough that it smelled of old upholstery.
Maybe that would change, but it would take a while.
Beyond that, less than three feet separated the road from the edge of a cliff.
The chances were slim that anyone would have come along the road to help her.
Mom will insist that you stay.
Why would his mother insist that she stay?
Then you wouldn't have run off that cliff.
Not that it mattered.
He shook the newspaper and said nothing more until Sarah announced that supper was ready.
Sarah talked endlessly about her flower garden, the weather and anything else that came to her mind.
That's the one the old hospital is on, isn't it?
I've waited at that station for five hours.
Far up in the air was an object that looked like a balloon.
It was all they could do, for to go away and leave that strange sight was impossible; nor could they hurry its fall in any way.
After that other people brought water from a brook and sprinkled the earth.
I wonder why it is that we can walk so easily in the air.
In the first place, I tell you we have no right to question the Emperor about that, and secondly, if the Russian nobility had that right, the Emperor could not answer such a question.
Does that mean I'm supposed to change, or that what I'm wearing is considered casual?
For the next two hours, the women talked delightfully about meaningless things that kept them laughing.
Will you show me how to do that?
Maybe he felt more comfortable thinking of it that way.
That night after Jonathan was in bed, Carmen turned to Alex.
High maint... who put that in your head?
You fell asleep alright, but we didn't get that far.
She slept so soundly that she didn't wake when Alex returned.
I didn't realize you felt that way.
He was growing up and she needed to keep that in mind - and some things off his mind.
It made a safe ball that didn't go far, which was perfect for Destiny.
You hide everything that is lovely.
For a minute there, I was ready to do just that.
Most girls wanted to be a princess at some point in their youth, though she couldn't specifically remember that wish.
The man, or boy, couldn't have been more than twenty, yet his steps were as sure as the hands that whirled her around the room.
Yet he too was an excellent dancer - or maybe everyone's dancing skills were so much better than hers that it only appeared so to her.
That was the extent of their conversation before Señor Medena cut in.
For some reason it crossed her mind that he would be fun to know.
Dancing with someone that tall was going to be... interesting.
She rested one hand on his upper arm and surrendered her other to a hand that engulfed hers.
Somehow that was a relief.
When he spotted her, that sweet chocolate gaze locked on her, visually embracing her from across the room.
Sometimes that's the only way you can reach each other.
Of course, she could have used sign language, but that would have been distracting - and it wouldn't have been as personal.
It also revealed something that gave her pause for thought.