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Musingly, he said, "So that's the omen feel about love and sex I alondered It's not a , I do know thatstill, what you said is interesting"

He turned away before he went on "Truthfully, I don't know just what I want out of life but more money They tell me I'll make an excellent attorney because I kno to debate Yet I can't decide what branch of laant I don't want to be a criminal lawyer like my father was, for I'd often have to defend those I knoere guilty I couldn't do that I think corporate laould be a bore I've thought about politics, and this is the area I find round to o into politics?"

Rising froh to catchme Tell me more about your loves, about which man you loved best Was it Julian, your first husband? Or was it that wonderful doctor named Paul? I think I would have loved hiive me his name I wish I could see him in my memory, like Jory can, but I can't Jory re my father" His manner turned very intense as he leaned to lock his eyes with mine "Tell me that you loved my father best Say he was the one and only man who really seized your heart Don't tell ainst your mother! Don't tell me that you used his love to escape from the love of your own brother"

I couldn't speak

His brooding, morose, dark eyes studied me "Don't you realize yet that you and your brother have always ed with your incestuous relationship to ruin and contaminate my life? I used to hope and pray someday you'd leave him, but it never happens I've adjusted to the fact that the two of you are obsessed with one another and perhaps enjoy your relationship ainst the will of God"

Snared again! I rose to uile me into his trap

"Yes, I loved your father, Bart, don't you ever doubt that I ade for all that our mother had done to us, so I went after my stepfather Then, when I had him, and I knew I loved him, and he loved me, I felt I'd trapped myself as well as him He couldn't marry me He loved me in one way--and my mother in another way He was torn between us I decided to end his indecision by becoht when he believed ainst her and say he'd ht her money would bind him to her forever, but he would have married me"

I rose to leave Not a word did Bart say to give hts At the door I turned to look back at hiain in his desk chair, his elbows on the blotter, his hands cradling his bowed head "Do you think anyone will ever love me for myself and not for my money, Mother?"

My heart skipped a beat

"Yes, Bart But you won't find a girl around here who doesn't know you're very wealthy Why don't you go away? Settle in the Northeast or in the West Then when you find a girl she won't know you are rich, especially if you work as an ordinary lawyer"

He looked up then "I've already had ally, Mother"

Dread filled me, and I didn't really need to ask, "What is your last name now?"

"Foxworth," he said, confir my suspicion "After all, I can't be a Winslohen my father was not your husband And to keep Sheffield is deceitful Paul wasn't my father, nor was your brother, thank God"

I shivered and turned icy with apprehension This was the first stepturning himself into another Malcolm, what I'd feared most "I wish you'd chosen Winslow for your surname, Bart That would have pleased your dead father"

"Yes, I'm sure," he said dryly "And I did consider that seriously But in choosing Winsloould forfeit ood naers, who don't count anyway I feel Foxworth Hall truly belongs to uilt" His eyes took on a brilliant, happy glow "You see, and Uncle Joel agrees, not everyone hates me and thinks I am less than Jory" He paused to watchHe see day of work ahead of me"