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Everything she did for hi his back, s to keep them supple even if he couldn't control them I couldn't help but be impressed with all that she did to make him comfortable

I backed off toward the door, feeling I was an intruder duringa very ih for him to pick up her hand andin his eyes spoke to her Quietly I caught hold of Darren's hand, and then Deirdre's "Got to go now," I whispered even as I watched Toni tremble before her head bowed

To my surprise, just before I closed the door, she put his hand to her lips and kissed each of his fingers "I'e of you," she whispered, "at a tiht back, but I need to tell you what a fool I've been You were here all the time, and I never saw you Never saw you at all when Bart stood in the way

Weakly Jory answered, his eyes warm as they drank in the sincerity of her words and uess it's easy to overlook a h to"

"Oh, Jory, don't hold it against me because I let Bart dazzle asted that he found me so desirable He swept me off my feet I think every woman secretly wants a man who refuses to take no for an answer, and pursues her relentlessly until she has to give in Forgivea fool, and an easy conquest"

"It's all right, all right," he whispered, then closed his eyes "Just don't let what you feel for me be pity--or I'll know"

"You're what I wanted Bart to be!" she cried out as her lips neared his

This time I did close the door

Back infor Chris to call in response to e of sleep, with the twins tucked neatly inI snatched up the receiver, said hello A deep, gruff voice asked for Mrs Sheffield, and I identified myself

"We don't want you and your kind here," said that frightening, deep voice "We knohat's going on up there That little chapel you built don't fool us none It's a sham to hide behind while you flaunt God's rules of decency Get out--before we take God's will into our own hands and drive every last one of you away from our mountains"

Unable to find a clever reply, I sat stunned and very shaky before he hung up For long moments I just sat there with the receiver in h the clouds and war up I looked around me at the rooms I myself had decorated to please my own taste, and found, er reminded me of my mother and her second husband In here were only remnants of the past that I wanted to remember

Cory and Carrie's baby pictures in silver frames on my dresser, placed next to those of Darren and Deirdre They were look-alike twins, but when you knew them well, you could see they weren't the same My eyesat me, and Henny was in another Julian sulked, in a way he used to think sexy, froold frame, and I also had a few snapshots of his mother, Madame Marisha, fraraph of Bartholomew Winslow I stared at the picture of my own father, who'd died when I elve So much like Chris, only now Chris looked older Turn around, and the boy you kneas a er than a year did now

Again I looked at the two sets of twins It would take only soht differences There was a hint of Melodie in Jory's children, a vague resemblance I stared at another picture, with Chris and myself, taken e still lived in Gladstone, Pennsylvania I'd been ten, he'd just turned thirteen We stood in three feet of snow beside the snoe'd just finished, sraph turning brown, one that our mother had put in her blue album Our blue album now

Little snippets of our lives were caught in all those little squares and oblongs of slick paper Frozen forever in time, that Catherine Doll who sat on an attic sill, wearing a fliown as Chris in the shadows took a tied to sit so still, and hold that expression-- how? Through the nightgown I could see the tender forirlish profile all the wistful sadness I'd felt back then

How lovely she was--I'd been I stared at her hard and long That frail, slender girl had long ago disappeared in the hed for the loss of her, that special girl with her head full of dreaot up to pick up the picture that Chris had carried with hie, to medical school When he was an intern, still he had this photograph with him Was it this paper in ? This attic face of a girl of fifteen, sitting in thefor love that would last forever? I no longer looked like this girl I held in ht she burned down the original Foxworth Hall