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F R A N C I N E R I V E R S

what could he say? That he was in love with her and it was driving him

mad? That Michael would get over Angel and she would be wise to wait?

John sat down again. “I apologize,” he said. “I don’t know what’s gotten

into her.”

“I’m sure she didn’t mean it, Paul,” Elizabeth said.

It would be better if she did. “What do you say, John? Do you want the

place, or shall I go into town and see if anyone’s interested?” The sooner he

got out of here the better.

Frowning, John looked at his wife. “Let me think about it. I’ll let you

know by the end of the week.”

Three more days. Could he stand three more days? “Thanks.” Paul rose.

“Don’t make yourself so scarce,” John said, putting his hand on Paul’s

shoulder as they walked to the door. “And whatever happens, you’ll always

be welcome here.” He walked him outside. “Whatever’s bothering Miriam,

she’ll get over it.”

Paul saw her walking across the field, heading in the direction of

Michael’s place. “I reckon she will.” He smiled bleakly. “I’ll talk to you in a

few days, John.” He put on his hat and headed for home.

“What do you make of that?” John asked Elizabeth when he came back

inside.

“John, I haven’t been able to make sense of anything since Amanda left.”

They waited for Miriam to come home, hoping that she would finally

confide in them as she used to. It was after dark when she came in the door.

“We were worried,” Elizabeth said in reprimand. They hadn’t expected her

to be gone so long.

“Where have you been?” John demanded.

“I went to Michael’s. Then I walked. Then I sat. And then I prayed.”

Miriam hunched over and began to sob. John and Elizabeth looked at one

another in surprise. Though their daughter was tenderhearted, she wasn’t

given to such outbursts of emotion.

“What is it, darling?” Elizabeth asked, putting her arm around her.

“What’s wrong?”

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