Reflections on the Past

Surrounded by their children, family and a small group of friends Lucinda Jane Evans and Kiley Marie Andrews Wilcox pledged their love. They wrote their vows and said them for the first time on that day.

Taking Kiley’s hand, LJ spoke. “My heart was cold and unreachable…I thought love meant I was weak and vulnerable. Then you came into my life and what was once cold, became warm…that which was unreachable, reached out. You saved me.” Tears cascaded down both their cheeks. “Kiley, I love you…it is as simple and as complex as that.” She pressed the smaller hand against her heart. “In here is where you will always be for now and for always. You are my home, my life, my love.” A brilliant smile crossed features, which up until then were serious, as she began sliding a ring upon her love’s finger. “Kiley, will you walk through this life with me as my partner through the good and the bad? Will you allow me to journey throughout all our lifetimes with you? Will you be my love?”

As tears of happiness filled her eyes, Kiley responded. “Yes, yes, yes.”

Kiley smiled as she held LJ’s hand. “Lucy, my love, you have brought me joy and happiness…the likes of which I never thought possible. When I first met you I thought you had a heart of ice, but how wrong I was…once thawed, your heart radiated the warmth of love. Not only did you love me, but took my family as your own.” Taking her hand she wiped a tear away from LJ’s cheek. “You brought into my life a love and passion I only thought existed in stories.” Taking LJ’s hand and slipping a ring on her finger, Kiley continued. ”Lucy, we have had our good times and our bad ones, but through it all our love prevailed. I love you; will you do me the honor of being my life partner? Will you be my love?” The smile on LJ’s face was all Kiley needed as she finished putting the ring on the finger.

“Oh, yes, my love. YES!” Then, LJ took Kiley in her arms and kissed her gently before they turned and smiled at those gathered there.

The two women pledged their lives and love to each other. Their bond began with the joy and excitement of a new love until betrayal almost tore them apart. Like all events in life, lessons were learned from that experience. Relationships, if they are to be successful, need to be nourished and cared for with diligence or they are sure to fail. In a world that was unfriendly to their lifestyle, LJ and Kiley worked hard every day to make what they had together thrive. They knew that together they could face and conquer any obstacle in spite of the difficulties in their way.

I’m sitting here watching my love walk to the barn and I am filled with as much passion if not more than when we first made love. Even when I’m angry with her my knees become weak just being near her. She never ceases to amaze me with her never-ending love and passion.

I remember our commitment ceremony and how I was talking with my mother and Lucy rode up on her horse and offered me her hand. She pulled me up and sat me in front of her putting a strong arm around me as we rode off. I had no idea where we were going until we came upon an old linesman shack nestled among a grove of trees.

It didn’t look like much on the outside, but once inside I was amazed at the romantic environment she had created. Candles were lit everywhere and I remember wondering who lit them and if it was a fire hazard.

Looking around, I noticed all the little touches she had made to make this old shack a dreamy hideaway for us to seal our commitment to each other.

The bed, which looked new and not like a cot cowboys would have slept on over the years, was strewn with rose petals. The air was perfumed with the scent of the carnations, roses and daisies that filled the vases surrounding the room. In the background the meditation from Thais by Massenet was playing softly adding the final touch of love and passion to the moment.

Lucy took me in her arms as we began to move with the rise and fall of the music; each lost in overwhelming feelings of love. Gently she kissed me as she began to remove my dress then lifted me in her strong arms and laid me on the bed of roses. Whispering words of love and adoration she began to slowly make love to me.

A dreamy look crosses her face as she recalls the moment as if it were happening now.

She is a wonderful lover…slow and patient, making sure my every need is met before she continues. I have often thought that archeology has had a hand in her lovemaking skills. First, she explores the area until she finds the perfect site that will yield treasures. Then, with practiced patience and skill she begins her exploration to expose each layer until she reaches her goal. Slowly, and with great care she touches the prize, stroking it with love and tenderness. Once revealed, she holds the object as if it were precious to behold before claiming it as her own.

A silence ensues, as she is lost in the moment before a pained expression crosses her face.

There is no way to talk about the past without mentioning Maxine Dillon and her affect on my life. We have moved on as a couple and I forgave Lucy for her weakness. Yet, sitting here some twenty plus years later, I would be lying if I said there weren’t any doubts.

There is a part of me that still wonders if she will one day crave that power over another again. Sometimes when I am alone I agonize over the thought of her turning to Maxine Dillon or someone like her. She has never given me a reason to think she would, but my heart is still full of fear.

Betrayal is a heinous act for it can never be completely erased or repaired; it just sits there festering waiting for the opportunity to say I told you so. No matter how many times she tells or shows me her love the little voice of doubt cannot be quieted.

Oh, don’t get me wrong; she does make me happy in so many marvelous ways. She wakes me every morning with a tender kiss and whispers I love you. Every night she holds me close to keep me safe from things that go bump in the night.

The first time she made one it kind of looked like a ski slope…there was flour and sugar all over the kitchen…I think she used every bowl we had. But, you know, it was the best cake I ever ate because she made it for me.

It is the little things she does that tell me over and over again how much she cares and loves me. Why can’t I let the past go?

It took a few years for the archeology camp to take off giving us the time to really get to know each other. I don’t mean surface stuff, but the stuff that makes each other what we are. It seemed at times like we were inseparable; before long we began to pick up on the other’s thoughts and feelings before they were expressed.

Lucy would laugh then put her hand to her head and say, tell me, oh wise one, what am I thinking now? That time was so special to me…it seemed like everything had fallen into place for our family.

Robbie and Katie were four at the time and would often accompany Lucy on her excursions to find the best sites on the property for digging. One day she decided to go out and dig in the dirt, as Robbie called it, and asked them if they wanted to go. Katie had just gotten over a cold and I tried to discourage the idea, but it was too late as they were busy putting on their boots excited to be going. Lucy picked up Katie and said, tell Mommy it will be okay, in an attempt to appease me.

I was having none of it and just glared at her telling her that it was suppose to rain and I didn’t think it was a good idea to take them out. We always tried to keep our disagreements mild when the kids were around and this was no exception. Lucy just smiled and in a condescending tone said, we’ll be okay, Mommy, don’t worry. Then gave me a wink before she kissed me goodbye.

I began banging pans around and cursing under my breath and continued to do so until I heard the door open and in walked three drowned rats. I began laughing and Lucy just held up her hand and said I don’t want to hear about it. I wrapped the kids in towels and got them into a nice warm bath before I approached her. She was standing in our room, naked, grousing about weathermen and how the rain had ruined a perfectly good day. I asked her if she wanted to try out for the duck-capades next. Before I knew it she had me in her arms holding me close and saying quack…quack.

I’m not sure when it happened…when I noticed that Allie was growing up fast and soon would be leaving us. Her transition into adolescence was difficult for both of us. It was at that time we decided to have another child, which, in hindsight, made the situation worse.

Allie had always been a delightful child, so loving and kind until…teenage Allie was born! Out of nowhere she seemed to appear as a surly, argumentative woman-child. Both her mothers suddenly grew horns, took stupid pills and became a major source of embarrassment.

I think that is what hurt us the most…her shame of our lifestyle. We tried to make compensations, but at the end of the day she was our child and she had to answer to us for her behavior. In spite of all the tears and hateful words we loved her unconditionally although I could see and feel Lucy’s pain.

There was nothing I could do or say to help; it was up to Allie, and she wasn’t going to make the first move. Lucy attempted many times to see if they could come to an understanding. Usually the session would end up with Allie screaming and slamming her bedroom door and Lucy sitting on the porch swing in a sullen mood. Then, one day, while they were both out in the barn, something happened and they came to an understanding. After that, our family seemed to go back to the easygoing style of earlier years.

I never really knew what happened, but for me, it was a blessing; the pregnancy was difficult and all the stress between them didn’t help. Finally I was able to relax and concentrate on the new life I was carrying.

Carolyn Marie Evans came into the world wailing to be noticed. Lyn was a mover and a shaker from the moment of conception. She punched and kicked me throughout the pregnancy. We all fell in love with her as soon as she was born.

If there was a mountain to climb or a dare made she was the one to take on the challenge. We were bragging about her crawling by six months and were mortified when, at eight months, she found that running was the only way to travel.

As anxious and annoyed as she made us, she would always make us smile. Her antics at one moment would make me gasp, then I would laugh out loud at the outrageousness of her exploits. We would always keep an eye on the tornado called Lyn, constantly amazed at her knack for staying in one piece. We all fell in love with her as soon as she was born.

My mother and father arrived every morning at eight sharp to take care of the wild child, as they called her. I secretly think Lyn made Mom and Dad feel young and alive…I know that is how she made me feel.

Ben was a special favorite of Lyn’s. If we couldn’t find her we knew she would be with Ben, jabbering to him constantly. He, of course, had it all over the rest of us…the barn was her preferred playground.

Allie would race home from school just so she could spend time playing with Lyn. Katie and Rob would spend hours just trying to keep up with her.

It was about four years after Lyn’s birth that Ben passed away. We were all devastated as he was such a special man to us all.

Robbie would tell us he saw Grumpy in the barn cleaning up and when we looked it seemed as if it had been recently swept. Wishful thinking on our part, but I do believe that the spirit stays behind until everyone has come to terms with their passing. Allie and Katie said they saw him down by the creek fishing on more than one occasion. Lyn would look at his picture, smile, and begin babbling as if she was carrying on a conversation with him. Children always seem to be open to the possibility of seeing those that pass.

After Ben passed I got the idea that it was time for Lucy to find her family.

Of course she would have none of it telling me let it go, Kiley, they are nothing to me. It was something in her eyes that told me she wasn’t being honest with herself or me. So, off I went in search of Lucy’s family.

Ed and Kathy Evans weren’t hard to find, nor were her brothers. They all still lived outside of New York City in the same community that Lucy had left years before.

Her oldest brother, Ed Junior, had married and, as far as I could tell, had no children. Her other brother, Mark, heeded the calling of the Lord and became a priest. Since the Evans had no other grandchildren I thought that would be the way to bring them all together.

I was filled with hope that I could accomplish what Lucy felt was impossible. As I dialed the number I could feel the butterflies in my stomach.

They were caused more from Lucy walking in on me than speaking with Mrs. Evans. If it didn’t work out I would have a lot of explaining to do.

I heard a woman’s voice say hello and I told her my name and that my call was in regards to her daughter Lucinda. I could hear a sense of relief when she asked, is she dead? That comment alone should have told me to just hang up, but I carried on and I told her no, her daughter was alive and well. I also said she might like to know she was a grandmother. I definitely had her attention…she asked, is she married? There seemed to be excitement and joy in her voice. Yes, to me, I replied.

There was a long period of silence before she said, I see, so they are your children. Her tone turned bitter and distant. They are our children, Mrs. Evans. We have three girls, Allison, Katie, Carolyn and a boy, Robert. I could hear her sobbing and took it as a positive sign. When she finally spoke there was only coldness and hate in her voice. Do not call here ever again! We do not recognize a deviant or her children as our daughter. I will pray for those poor children who are being victimized by your evil ways.

A sense of fear filled my heart as it occurred to me that she might try and take our children away from us. I was trembling when I hung up the phone wondering what I would do and more importantly, how to tell Lucy.

She was sitting on the ground surrounded by seven year olds when I found her. She gave me her patented everything will be okay smile as she told the class to try and do what she showed them. I think she knew what I had done for she didn’t seem surprised when I told her about the conversation.

She took my hand and led me away from the group to a private area. I can still feel her arms around me as he held me close and reminded me that the children and you are all the family I need. Besides, I have parents that love me for myself right here. I remember thinking how lucky I was to have her in my life.

By the time Rob was ten and Lyn was five they were Lucy’s chief companions while working at the camp. Katie preferred the artist life and would spend hours at the camp just sketching the sights. Allie graduated from high school and was making plans to attend the university in the fall with premed as her area of study. I found myself coming to the sad realization that the last few months of our being a complete family were upon us.

Lucy was so sweet as I cried one night about Allie’s leaving us. She held me close and told me everything would work out. And, it did…that year was the first annual Evans family dig.

Thanks to her numerous contacts, Lucy was able to get permission for us to visit a dig in Mexico. For two weeks we camped out and participated in digging for relics. Robbie and Lyn followed Lucy everywhere eager for the knowledge she taught them. Katie wasn’t as interested; she would spend hours on end sketching the site and surroundings. Allie and our guide would search for various plants used as medicines by the locals. Me, I just relished in having everyone together. Each night we would all gather around the campfire to talk and laugh about our day. For two weeks every summer after that we all could be found at some site or another bonding as a family.

Our children are so different yet so alike. They all had blonde hair when born except for Lyn, who had thick, jet-black hair that no matter what we did insisted on the spiked look. Allie’s eyes are green like mine…the others have various shades of blue. The twin’s eyes are a light blue with a dark circle around the outside of the pupil. Lyn’s eyes are the same blue of Lucy’s and I am certain changed to green when she was up to no good.

Of course to me, their mother, I think they are the most beautiful children in the world.

Now, it is twelve years later and so much has changed for us. Allie is about to start her internship at Children’s Hospital; she will make a wonderful pediatrician. Rob decided after one semester that he could learn more from Lucy about archeology than any school could teach him; Lucy beamed when he went off to school majoring in her field. Surprisingly enough, she was not as upset as I thought when he came back home to learn from her. I think she secretly agreed with him.

Katie tried two semesters before she dropped out announcing she wanted to do something else...what would that be I asked her, only to be given the eye roll, before she said, MOM. We set up a studio for her in the old house where she could continue with her sketches and paintings. If you can keep a secret, I will tell you that I am glad they are here with us,

It was only a week ago that she and I were shopping for her prom gown. It was a glorious late spring day without a cloud in the sky as we walked along the streets of downtown Austin. I remember her dancing around me on the sidewalk describing the dress she wanted and how much she was looking forward to her date with Josh, her boyfriend. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a car careened towards us headed in my direction…as I unconsciously braced for the onslaught, I felt Lyn push me out of the way…then she was flying through the air making contact with plate glass before her body entered a store. I was dazed, but I knew my child had been hit and I screamed as I ran into the store.

There, on the carpeted floor of a hair salon, was her crumpled, bloody body. I sat down next to her and gently touched her beautiful, bloodied face…she opened her eyes and weakly spoke, you okay, Mom. I could see that her face was severely cut in several places and blood was escaping from her ears and the corners of her mouth. I know the ambulance came and the medics took great care with her before they put her on a stretcher and took her to the hospital. It was all so unreal, like it was happening to someone else and I was just a bystander…somehow I went into automatic as I called Lucy and the children.

We all met at the hospital and gathered around her oh so fragile body, which had, what seemed like, hundreds of wires and tubes. A ventilator was in her mouth to help her breath and as it pumped I could feel myself willing her to breathe on her own. Our vigil began with hope and prayers that this wonderful child of ours would come back to us.

It all seems so surreal as I try and focus on the events…I think that had we not started late maybe things would have been different. A few days after the accident the doctors told us she was brain dead. Lucy and I then had to make the most dreadful of decisions…to let her go. Father Michael gave her last rites as we prepared for the final victory. He had baptized all the kids and me so it was a comfort to have him with our baby in her last moments. When he was finished he came and hugged each of us then laid a comforting hand on my arm. She will be in God’s hands; Kiley, she will find the ultimate happiness and peace. He then placed his other hand on Lucy. LJ, can you imagine her having the time of her life jumping from cloud to cloud challenging all the saints to outdo her? We both let out a small laugh...yes; she would keep things lively for everyone in heaven.

As her brother and sisters held hands, Lucy and I each held one of our little girl’s. I remember my parents standing at the foot of the bed holding each other crying. Father Michael provided our strength as we all kissed her goodbye one last time before we, her parents, together, nodded to the doctors that they could take her to a surgical suite and harvest her organs.

Lucy just stood there holding her hand as tears coursed down her cheeks. Parents love all their children equally; to lose one is devastating. For Lucy and I, Lyn was like a ray of sunshine in our lives...our wild child, so full of life and love. Finally, Lucy bent down and kissed her little girl once more before turning to each in the room and hugging them. When she came to me I buried my head in her shoulder and she stroked my hair and whispered, our little girl is gone…what will we do?

I pulled her closer, feeling the pain she felt. We will face it together, I said before looking up at the glistening, watery blue eyes. I love you.

We waited until a doctor, I can’t even remember his name, came and told us they were done and our child was gone. Then a lovely young woman came up to us and introduced herself as the anesthesiologist who was with Lyn in her last moments. She went peacefully, I made sure of that. Please accept my heartfelt sympathies. What a comfort it was to know that this caring woman was with Lyn at the end.

Lucy turned to everyone and said will you all please come with me? We piled into the van; she took us to the largest cave on our property, held my hand before she began to wail. The sound came from her inner most being, flooding the cavern with all her pain and sorrow that reverberated off the walls. Soon we all joined in as we cleansed ourselves of the great sadness we felt.

That night Lyn came to me and told me she was okay now…that Grumpy Ben took her hand and showed her the way. She told me to take special care of Lucy; she is hurting so much more than everyone else and won’t let me come to her…will you tell her that Gram Rhodes is with me? I love you Mommy, I will always be with you. I woke then, touching my cheek where she had kissed me goodbye.

Now we are all gathered in this funeral parlor as our wild child, is no longer wild, but still, as she lays in her coffin at peace. I still feel her near, touching my cheek when the wind blows or hugging me when the sun warms my body. Oh, how I miss her.

Kiley...doesn’t the sound of it bring a picture of brightness and joy? It does to me.

She runs her finger around the rim of her cup as she stares into the dark brew.
Her face is serene, reflecting her thoughts.

Have you ever seen a sunrise on a crisp, cold morning when the air is filled with just a hint of freezing and everything around seems so much more alive? Before the sun ever makes its blazing début the sky takes on a turquoise color as the horizon becomes white and the clouds above are turned into spires of pinks, purples, reds and yellows. Then, in the middle of the color show, a slip of fiery red can be seen as the sun inches its way; the messenger of a brand new day.

To me, that is what Kiley does to me each and every day. Even now, after all these years, I still tremble when she is near. The passion and love I feel for her grows with each passing day…there are times when I feel my love for her so intensely that I think I will explode from the wonder of it. She is my light that shows me the way in a world that can often be hard and cold. When all about me is not making sense one thought of her and it is all clear. She simply is the love of my life.

I know that my betrayal with Max hurt her deeply…my indiscretion will never be erased, nor will the shame I feel. After the initial shock, Kiley let me back into her life and after I received the award, she told me she forgave me…but, in her heart, how can she ever completely let it go? My grandmother once told me that people may forget the good you do, but they will never forget the bad. I wish I had heeded that advice way back before I ever met Kiley. Then, I never would have caused her so much pain.

Sadness is written all over her face as she stares into her cup of coffee with a pained expression.

It was shortly after we returned home from our trip to Cleveland for the award that I presented her with a diamond ring…

The night was balmy with a slight chill in the air as we sat in our favorite nighttime spot on the porch. Kiley was resting her head on my shoulder telling about our youngest exploits of the day.

As we were both laughing I reached down for the box I had waiting on the wooden floor. What do you have there? she asked and I winked at her.

I opened the box and held out a diamond ring and said…Kiley Wilcox, would you do me the honor of being my life partner? Will you become Kiley Evans for all time?

Kiley flung her arms around my neck with such force I almost fell off the swing. I’ll take that as yes, I said just as she began to kiss me passionately. Pulling away she held out her left hand and I put the ring on her finger. You may take it as a yes, she said as she began tracing her lips along my collarbone before finding my lips.

As a lover Kiley is wonderful…I am the only woman she has ever been with…from the very first time we made love she was spontaneous and open to exploration. That was right here in this very house.

That was the day I let myself love again. I never thought it would happen again after Holly died, but there was Kiley just waiting to be loved. Incredible as it sounds, I didn’t know love could be this intense or satisfying…I’m not just talking about the sexual part, although that is wonderfully passionate and fulfilling. I’m talking about in here.

I think even with Holly, I thought love meant sex and the hotter and more passionate the sex the hotter and more passionate the love.

Can you imagine how dense I was? Kiley has shown me that love means more than hot bodies sliding against one another.

When I think of the true meaning of love I think of Kiley. In spite of all my shortcomings and my betrayal she still loves me…me, the imperfect person that I am. It is really amazing and I thank God everyday for leading us to one another. She has taught me that once the sex is over; if you don’t have a genuine love for the other person, then all you had was sex. Whatever it takes, I want nothing more than to make her happy…my happiness is when she is happy.

We had a small gathering for our commitment ceremony…only family and Rob Ludlow and his wife.

Weeks before, Ben and Carl helped me get an old linesmen’s shack ready for our ‘first night’. At first I felt a bit strange having Carl help, but he insisted and in the end he gave me some rather good ideas for decorations. I remember when I went to their house to ask their permission to wed their daughter.

They both sat there and listened to all my reasons for wanting to commit to their daughter in a public fashion. I was so nervous…I mean, it wasn’t like we hadn’t been living together or that we didn’t have children either, for heaven’s sake! It was important to me that they know my intentions and approve before I ever asked Kiley. Know what they said after I had been sweating bullets while saying my piece?

They said thank goodness we thought it was bad news. Then they both hugged me and gave me their blessings.

I am pretty sure Kiley was pleased with our rustic hideaway, if the look of pure delight on her face was anything to go by. Even now, twenty plus years later, I remember the way she smiled that night. Her smile has a way of calming me in the hardest of times. And, we have had those.

Around the time that Allie was growing into her teen years, Kiley and I decided to have another child. Once again I was given the honor of inseminating my love…it was so awesome…it made me part of the pregnancy and I can honestly say I impregnated Kiley. They are our children in every way imaginable and no one can ever take that away from us. Kiley insisted on putting on the birth certificate that LJ Evans was the father.

I think my enthusiasm over the pregnancy and the anticipation of the baby brought about our rift with Allie. Thinking back, I realize now that it was partially my doing. To our daughter, Allie, I was her hero…the one she looked up to and took such pride in. It probably started a little when the twins were born…what a time that was. You know after that, I petitioned every cellular company to put a tower in our area…I even offered to donate the land.

Jealousy is a green-eyed monster, mix it with adolescence and hormones and you have the makings of Allie the teenager. I am not sure who was the most hurt, but I think all three of us suffered during that time. The pregnancy had not started too well for Kiley…I found myself increasingly taking over the Mommy duties for the twins.

I can see how Allie, in her altered state of a teenager, would feel neglected, but what could I do?

On one hand I had a pregnant, hormonal Kiley and on the other I had a teenage, hormonal Allie. Mix in to that two five year olds and it was all I could handle. Of course, Dorothy was there to help, which made it bearable, but I am sure our oldest felt left out and alone.

The most hurtful thing she said to us was that she was embarrassed by us. I know now that every parent, gay or straight, hears that, but at the time it was devastating. Every night I would try to communicate with her only to end up either saying the wrong thing or one of us getting angry. If I remember correctly, it was one Saturday morning when I was in the barn saddling my horse that Allie and I had our breakthrough.

At first, I don’t think Allie knew I was there as she began caring for her horse. I heard her talking; telling the horse how mean everyone was to her. When she realized I was there she tried to bolt, but I wouldn’t let her.

I jumped on my horse and reached down to her. Come on, lets go see if we have any new foals. I said. She just frowned and said I’m too big for that baby stuff. Still, I held out my hand offering her a chance. She paused long enough for me to say…Squirt, you’re never too big…you will always be my best friend and baby.

Allie looked at me with those green eyes and I saw what could only be described as joy in them. She took my hand and off we rode, just as the time so many years earlier. Words were never spoken about the troubles between us, but on that ride, we resolved everything.

How do I describe the birth of Lyn? Well we did have the benefit of hospital help unlike with the twins…I still shudder thinking of their arrival into the world.

We all gathered around the birthing table as the seven pound, two ounce baby was born. Screaming immediately as if to say here I am world… now what are you going to do with me?

Everyone adored her and made her the center of attention. Now, you might think she was a spoiled brat…actually she was, but not in a bad way.

She had us all wrapped around her little finger and never seemed to know. She took life head on at a hundred miles an hour. If it was to be done she would do it…the child knew no fear.

I remember once when coming out of the barn I looked up to see her sitting on the roof outside her room. My heart skipped a beat for the pitch of that little overhang was very steep. Trying to keep a calm voice I asked, Lyn what are you doing up there? I remember wondering how she even got there.

Finally she answered me with a tone that could only be describes as awe. I’m watching the birds to find out how they fly. I didn’t know if I should laugh or cry, but then, that always seemed to be the case with Lyn.

In the later years I remember hearing two ladies talking in the grocery store about how one of their houses was TP’d the night before. My shoulders immediately stiffened as I inched closer to hear more. Do you know who did it Ethel? One woman asked. No, but I bet it was that little Evans girl and her friends. Then they both started laughing. She does have a way about her doesn’t she…I bet she runs her parents ragged.

You know, Ethel, she came up to me one day in the post office and just stood there. I looked down and asked if she wanted something. She just looked up at me before she slapped my arm and said ‘you’re it’. I saw her go outside as all her friends gathered round slapping her on the back. I looked down and there was a big yellow, smiley face sticker on my arm. The woman was laughing heartily. Well, I know they all call me old Mrs. Parks so I marched outside right by them so they could all see the sticker. All the kids were still until I passed by and then they began whooping it up. It wasn’t too long after that I heard footsteps behind me…it was Lyn Evans. She looked up at me and said thank you, Mrs. Parks, I will make sure no one ever calls you names again. And, they never did.

Yep, that’s the kind of kid Lyn was…ready to take any challenge, but with a heart of gold. I went up to the ladies, introduced myself, and apologized for anything my daughter had done. They both laughed and told me how lucky I was to have her and to cherish every moment for time goes by way to fast.

Robbie was my buddy anytime I went out to search for sites or dig in the dirt. Of course, Lyn always tagged along with us and Robbie would delight in showing her what he knew. She would rather look for trouble than hear what he had to say though.

Once I showed Robbie how to read the landscape and look for what ‘didn’t belong’ he caught on quickly. It wasn’t long before he could spot sites before me. I think, of all the children, I knew he would be the one to follow in my footsteps. Maybe it is just a mother’s pride, but he seems to have such a natural knack for tracking and finding the best dig sites. It is hard, at times, to realize he isn’t really my blood child…we have more alike than not. As he has gotten older the blonde hair has turned darker…along with the blue eyes…

Now Katie was a different story…after the age of six she really wanted nothing to do with digging in the dirt. She preferred to sit with us and draw what we were doing or look around to find an interesting plant or scene to replicate. I still have a wonderful drawing she did of the whole family on one of our family trips. Where the others were extroverted she was our quiet child who we never could quite figure out. As Robbie was my buddy, I think Katie was closer to Kiley.

She is the best ‘pick me upper’ that I know. Katie has the uncanny ability to know when I am out of sorts and she will come up and give me the biggest hug, then sit down and tell me a corny joke.

In the summer before Allie went off to college, we all went to a dig in Mexico to bond one last time. Little did we know, at the time, it would become a yearly event that we all would look forward to.

That first year Allie went in search of medicinal plants with a local until she discovered Kevin Cunningham, one of the archeology students. Thanks to him we saw much more of her after that.

He also became a fixture each year we went on our yearly travels. I’m pretty sure they will marry at some point.

Robbie spent hours on end with many archeologists learning everything he could about the dig and their philosophies. Many would comment how astute he was and would predict great things for him. They of course were right…today he is sought after for his knowledge and expertise in the field.

Katie spent her hours sitting by Kiley watching and drawing her mother’s work of restoring some of the finds. Sometimes I felt as though I was an intrusion when I would approach them…not by Kiley, but by Katie who would glare at me any time I sat with them.

There wasn’t much time for sitting though, as the wild girl, Lyn, would keep me busy. Not that she was malicious…she wasn’t…she was just curious and…fearless.

LJ becomes very quiet as she tries to get hold of her emotions.
Finally, with tears threatening, she continues.

How can I talk about this? The day was perfect…cool temps, bright sunshine and blue, blue skies. Robbie and I were setting up for camp when my cell rang. I listened to Kiley’s voice, wondering who it was at first, until I heard Lyn’s name and the word accident.

In no time Robbie and I were racing to the house where we found Katie before taking off for the city and Brackenridge Hospital. On the way we called Carl, Dorothy and Allie; they too headed for the hospital.

Entering the emergency room, I couldn’t believe my eyes as I saw my sweet baby girl lying on an examination table…bloodied and torn. Walking over to Kiley, I put my arm around her and we stood there not speaking, jointly willing Lyn to wake up and smile. At one point she did open her eyes and tried to smile, but couldn’t…the damage to her face was too severe. Weakly she managed to tell us, I’m okay, before she closed her eyes forever.

Now we all are gathered around her coffin telling her goodbye for the last time. This will be a hard day for us all...I want to be strong for Kiley.

How can I be strong for her when I feel so weak myself? Will we ever survive this tragedy?

The limo drove up the dirt road to the house. As the family disembarked, they all stood together, none really wanting to go inside. It was Dorothy who finally spoke first.

“You know this is such a lovely day why don’t we have a picnic over there under the tree. We certainly have enough food.” She said with a slight laugh. Looking around at the somber family she shook her head. “Okay, Kiley, why don’t you get the drinks? Carl, will you and Robbie get the table cleaned off while LJ, Katie and I get the food ready? Allie, why don’t you and Kevin set the table for me?” Still they didn’t move, so she took Kiley and LJ’s hands and started walking towards the house. “Get moving, you two!”

At first, the dinner was a quiet affair with each lost in thoughts of the day and events of the past weeks. Katie finally spoke. She was sitting on a picnic bench and looking up at the green, leafy tree above them when she began laughing. “Do you remember when Lyn climbed to the top of this tree?”

A roar went up around the table. “I thought my heart would stop.” Kiley said laughing.

Stepping outside, Kiley called for Lyn who hadn’t been heard from in fifteen minutes. For Lyn, that meant she was up to no good. “Lyn, where are you?”

“Hi, Mommy.”

Kiley looked around not seeing her daughter until she looked up when leaves began dropping on her. “Lyn! What on earth are you doing?”

Just then Dorothy came outside to see what all the commotion was about and saw her granddaughter sitting at the top of a twelve-foot tree. “Oh NO! Carl, get out here!” She called out.

Carl stood next to his wife with a big smile on his face…Lyn always had that affect on him.

Next, Ben came out of the barn and cried out, “Don’t worry little one I will get a ladder and get you down.”

The twins were dancing around as Kiley and Dorothy were calling out to Lyn. It was a definite circus atmosphere until LJ came outside.

“STOP!” came the loud command.

Everyone stopped and looked at the dark, un-amused face of LJ who was looking up at her daughter.

“Hey, Lyn, whatcha doin up there?”

“I’m waitin for a cloud to come by so I can catch it.” Came the unassuming answer.

“It’s time to come down now, okay?”

“Okay.” The small voice replied.

“I’ll get the ladder.” Hollered Ben.

“Hurry, before she falls!” Kiley cried.

“NO!” Exclaimed LJ. “She got up there by herself and she can get down by herself.”

Nights would find Kiley and LJ snuggled in each other’s arms each trying to sooth the other’s hurt. One night Kiley woke up hearing LJ sobbing into the pillow. She pulled her lover closer and said, “It will be alright. I will be here for you always; lean on me, Lucy, let me keep you safe and warm.”

LJ turned over and lifted her body, resting on her left elbow. In the moonlight, Kiley saw a look on the beautiful face she had never seen before…cold, distant with icy, glazed over eyes. At first, Kiley welcomed the kisses, since they hadn’t made love since Lyn’s passing. It wasn’t long before the kisses and body of LJ took on a predatory feel while she assaulted Kiley’s mouth, sucking her tongue in so deeply she thought that LJ might swallow it. As her lover greedily sucked on her neck and breasts Kiley realized what was happening.

This is the Lucy that Max and the others know. She thought as she struggled with what to do. If she pushed LJ away she might find solace with another or once she realized what she had done, never forgive herself and turn away completely.

There must have been some sort of sound or movement that brought LJ out of her trance. Looking down at Kiley, her face filled with horror. “Oh, God, Kiley, I’m so sorry. What have I done to you?” She cried before beginning to move away.

A gentle hand touched her arm. “Don’t go…its alright…do what you need to.” Kiley was determined not to let Lucy leave and find another.

Unbelieving blue eyes looked at Kiley. “No, no it isn’t alright! I’m disgusting…I can’t believe I wanted to treat you that way!”

Kiley began to slowly rub the arm as she drew Lucy back to her. Then, she started to kiss the woman she loved so deeply.

“It hurts so bad…when will it stop…I miss her so much.” LJ was sobbing.

“The night she died, she came to me and told me to take care of you…that you were hurting so much…that you wouldn’t let her in.” Kiley kept kissing cheeks, eyes and lips. “Let her in, Lucy, let her comfort you.”

LJ opened her eyes and stared into the green ones above her. “She is as stubborn as I am…she keeps trying to invade my thoughts, I won’t let her.”

The next day, LJ got up early and rode her horse out to the furthest boundaries of the property. Dismounting, she sat on a large boulder before casting her blue eyes to the threatening skies. “I miss you so much, Lyn, you left us too soon. My heart feels like a part is missing that I’ll never get back. Everyone thinks I am so strong, but I’m not. I want you back here where you belong.”

Sitting on the rock, LJ began to cry uncontrollably for her child not noticing the hawk circling above her. Looking towards the sky she screamed, “Why did you leave us? Its not fair!”

The clouds that were threatening a storm began to dissipate as the hawk’s circles came closer to the ground. LJ watched in fascination as the circles became smaller until the bird landed on a nearby rock. The small black, beady eyes seemed to be looking into her soul as she remained locked in the magnificent bird’s gaze.

At first it was a distant sound, like a train wailing in the night, then it became louder until she had to close her eyes at the thunderous noise surrounding her. Opening her eyes, she blinked when she saw her beloved Lyn standing where the hawk had been. Shaking her head she closed her eyes again she refusing to believe the sight before her. Slowly, she opened them again to see Lyn still standing next to her. LJ reached out, tears coursing down her cheeks as Lyn moved a step away.

“You can’t touch me, Mom. I love you and want you to know that I am with you always.”

A wonderful healing warm glow filled LJ’s heart. “I miss you so much.” Came the babbled words.

“Mom, I’m okay. There are many wonderful people here with me…Ben and Gram Rhodes look out for me.”

“It was my time, Mom, and others needed me to help them live. Just because you don’t see me doesn’t mean I am not with you. I will be there watching over everyone just as the others do. I love you and always will.”

The vision began to fade. “NO, don’t leave yet, there is so much more to talk about.” LJ pleaded.

“It is time…remember I am always with you…I love you all…tell them for me.”

Then she was gone. LJ reached out to where her daughter had been standing and felt the warmth of her love. “Goodbye my sweet baby, Lyn.”

Riding back towards the house, LJ saw the hawk circling above her seemingly to follow her. LJ smiled at the sight, remembering her daughter’s words…I will be there watching over everyone.

The drunk driver responsible for the loss of Lyn was arrested for vehicular homicide. He plead guilty and was sentenced to the maximum prison term. With that completed, Kiley and LJ’s lives returned to a modified normal existence growing closer from the mutual loss. Summer was quickly coming to an end, which meant the camp would only be open on the weekends giving them more time together.

“Babe, what would you say to our closing the camp for a month and going on a cruise with me?” LJ asked one morning over breakfast.

Green eyes glowed as a gorgeous smile appeared on Kiley’s face as she moved to sit in her lover’s lap. “Why, Lucy, that sounds lovely. Where shall we go?” she asked as her lips began exploring a tempting ear.

LJ was temporarily at a loss for words closing her eyes as she became lost in the ministrations of lips. “If you continue that I know where we will go right now.” Her husky voice responded.

“Want me to stop?” Kiley asked as she felt LJ’s hand slide under her shirt. “Thought not.” She said as she sought out the red lips of her lover.

“You two need to get a room!” Katie exclaimed as she entered the kitchen.

Quickly LJ removed her hand from Kiley’s breast as the small blonde lifted her head, red evident on her face. “Are you ready for breakfast, pumpkin? We had toast and fruit.” Kiley asked stumbling over her words.

Katie laughed at her mother’s red face and obvious embarrassment. “Coffee would be great.” She said as she moved towards the coffee pot and the steaming brew sure to wake her up.

“Katie, we were talking about taking a cruise, would you be okay here by yourself?” LJ asked. Since Lyn’s death she had become a mother hen where the children were concerned. “Your grandparents will be close by and we will close the camp on the weekends that we’re gone.”

“Mom, I’m twenty-one years old I think I can be by myself for a few weeks.” Katie said as she swooped down to give her mothers kisses. Sitting down with them, she smiled. “If you both get some time later will you come out to my studio? I have designed some clothes and need a critical eye.”

“Of course we will.” Kiley said as she reluctantly gave up her cozy seat to get them more coffee. The phone rang and she answered it. “Robbie! It is so good to hear your voice. How is England?”

One of the archeologists Rob worked with over the years thought he discovered a Druid village and asked Rob to join the expedition. It was difficult for his mothers to let him go, but they knew it was important to him and them. As much as they would have liked, they couldn’t keep their children from growing up and moving away. Embracing life and living it to the fullest was the lesson Lyn taught them; now to accept the lesson.

“I’m so glad you’re having a great time. Mom and I are talking about going on a cruise and it seems your sister has branched out to clothes design.” She listened intently then laughed. “You’re right, what else is new.” Lucy was hovering next to her wanting to speak to their son. “Here’s Mom. I love you, sweetie. Bye.”

Sitting back down at the table Kiley patted her daughter’s hand. “So, what has inspired you to design clothes?”

“I’m not really sure…I saw a woman wearing the most awful outfit and thought I could design something better. I guess that was my inspiration…a tacky, polyester big flower number.” She laughed until she heard LJ call her.

“Hey, Mona, your brother wants to speak with you.” LJ winked at her daughter.

“Mom, why do you always have to call me that!” Katie said with a grin as she passed her mother and lightly tapped her on the arm.

“Because you are my Mona Lisa.” LJ answered with her stock reply before kissing Kiley as she sat down.

“Yes, he does, I think this will be an important stepping stone for him. At some point he is going to have to get credentials, which means school. Not sure if he will go for that.”

Leaning in so only Kiley could hear, LJ spoke, “What do you say when Mona there goes out to her studio we take up where we were before?”

A radiant smile crossed the blonde’s face. “I’ll do you one better.” She said wiggling her eyebrows. “How about a nice leisurely bath for two?”

“I like your way of thinking, Ma’am.” LJ bent closer and began kissing her lover.

“You should see them, Rob, they are like teenagers.” Katie told her brother as she began laughing. “Ok, talk to you later, bye.”

Standing there with her hands on her hips, Katie shook her head. “I think I’ll go out to my studio and leave you two lovebirds alone.” She then kissed each of them on the head before heading out the door.

“Alone at last. I will go start the bath, why don’t you make sure that door is locked.”

“You got it, my love, but why don’t we do it together?” Taking Kiley’s hand she said. “First we lock the door.” She kissed her partner’s hand as she twisted the lock. “Then, we head for the bathroom.” She picked Kiley up and carried her down the hallway before gently putting her down. Once she turned on the water, tested the temperature, added a fragrant bubble bath essence, she stood in front of her lover. “Then, I take all your clothes off and lift you into the wonderfully warm, bubbly water before I slip in with you.”

LJ lowered herself behind Kiley, straddling her before pulling her closer; their bodies in full contact. Her hands gently massaged the full breasts as her lips kissed shoulders and neck. “Hmm, have I told you lately that I love you?” She asked as her mouth found a tempting ear. Slowly she ran her tongue around the outer edge before entering the crevice. Her breath was hot against her lover’s cheek.

Turning her head, Kiley captured LJ’s lips as the passion they were both feeling intensified. Their tongues danced sensually slow before a hot and torrid tango began. Soon they were facing, Kiley’s legs resting on top of LJ’s, movements mirroring as they explored every body surface. After over twenty years together they could always find new ways to satisfy each other.

Taking a favorite bath toy, LJ slid it gently into Kiley before doing the same to herself. Bodies began to move as one with green fixed on blue. Slowly they inched closer together as passions rose to a fevered pitch. LJ squeezed the toy tight taking control of it as she increased the tempo causing Kiley to lean back and push her hips towards her lover. Their obsession for each other took over as they drifted into the sexual haze of exploding orgasms.

Sated for the moment, they sighed as one, as Kiley pulled the toy gently from her partner. Smiling, she leaned forward and kissed waiting lips. “I don’t think we had this many bubbles when we started.” Her raspy voice spoke while her hands began lathering LJ’s tempting body.

“Maybe we should write the company and tell them how to keep the bubbles going.” LJ purred as she too started sliding soapy hands over her partner.

As busy hands stoked each body, steamy heat filled the tub. “What do you say we take this to the bedroom?” LJ asked as she stood, the water glistening on her dripping wet body as she held out her hand to Kiley.

“I like your way of thinking, my love.” Taking the hand, Kiley stood and moved closer, rubbing her slick body against the taller one.

Stepping out of the tub, LJ picked up Kiley, carried her into the bedroom, laid her on their bed then climbed in next to her. Adoring lips began to explore the beautiful body next to hers until the shrill ringing of the phone stopped her movements.

Anxiously, LJ grabbed the phone. “Hello.” Since the phone call alerting her of Lyn’s accident, LJ dreaded what she may hear. “Kevin! Is Allie okay?” Her voice filled with fear as Kiley leaned in to hear.

“She’s okay. I am calling to see if I might stop by later on.” Kevin said.

A sense of relief filled both LJ and Kiley as their shoulders relaxed. “Sure, Kevin. What time do you think you will be here?”

Looking at the clock LJ responded. “That’s fine.” Kiley began mouthing words that she couldn’t understand. “Just a minute, Kevin, Kiley wants to speak with you.”

Taking the phone, Kiley smiled at her lover. “Hey Kevin, why not plan on having lunch with us?”

“Bye.” Reaching across LJ she hung up the phone, but didn’t return to her previous position. Looking at the beautiful face below her she winked before her lips began an onslaught of the delicious body.

Hurrying around the kitchen Kiley tried to pull something together for their lunch guest. She and her partner had languished too long with their morning exercise. The morning’s workout had been especially invigorating causing them both to scurry about.

“Lucy, unlock the door, will you?” Kiley called out as she chopped ingredients for a salad. Putting everything in the bowl she smiled when her lover passed by and patted her backside. “You keep that up and our company will find us in a compromising position.” She laughed while setting the table.

“And, that would be bad how?” Lucy asked as she opened the door then prepared glasses of iced tea. “Wonder what Kevin wants?”

“Probably a reference since he worked here this summer.” The blonde replied as she put the finishing touches on the meal.

Looking out the door, LJ saw Kevin’s car pull up. “We’re about to find out.” Opening the door she smiled. “Hey, Kevin, good to see you, come on in.”

In the typical Texas style, the three sat down at the table and visited while eating lunch. No one was in a hurry, civility ruled, as it always had for years.

“Kevin, I sure did appreciate all the help you gave us during the summer.” LJ said pleasantly. “What are your plans now that you have finished up your Masters? You might think about getting in on some of the more important digs before getting your doctorate. If you want, I can put you in contact with some of the bigger sites.”

Kiley noticed the young man’s uneasiness as she stood up. “Kevin, more tea?”

As she poured the tea she asked about her daughter. “Have you seen much of Allie lately, I imagine she hasn’t much time with her schedule at the hospital.”

Kevin’s face brightened with the mention of Allie’s name. “I see her when I can, if she isn’t working she’s sleeping.” He laughed nervously. “That is sort of why I am here.” His eyes searched the two women’s. “I want to ask you something.”

“Hmm, sounds serious, Kevin. Is something wrong?” Kiley asked, concerned for her daughter.

Kevin sat in his chair wringing his hands as he repeatedly cleared his throat. “Well, you see…it’s this way…hmm…I would like to have your permission to ask Allie to marry me.” He said the last part hurriedly then held his breath.

A bright smile filled Kiley and LJ’s faces as they both got up and went to hug Kevin. “Of course you have our permission!” LJ exclaimed as she hugged Kiley.

“When are you going to ask her?” Kiley asked. “Oh, there is so much to do!” Turning to LJ her eyes opened wide. “Our little girl is getting married.”

Kiley’s face turned several shades of red. “Oh, Kevin, I’m sorry…it’s just that I am so happy for you.” She put her arms around her future son-in-law. “Welcome to the family.”

“Thank you both. I thought I would ask her Thursday night, she has two days off.” The young man seemed more relaxed as he got up out of his chair. “Guess I better get going, I have to work tonight. Thanks for the lunch.” He walked towards the door with both women following.

LJ put her arm around his shoulders. “Kevin, thank you for thinking it was important to ask our permission. I’m glad to have you join our family.”

The two women held each other as they watched the car pull away. Turning back into the house they both had what can only be described as goofy grins.

The ringing phone woke Kiley out of a sound sleep. “Who is it?” she groggily asked.

“Allie, she’s engaged.” LJ said as she held her hand over the receiver holding the phone out so Kiley could hear too.

“The ring is so beautiful, I can’t wait to show you. Is it too late to visit?” Allie was gushing.

Kiley spoke into the phone. “Come on over, sweetheart, I’ll put some coffee on.”

“Okay, we’ll be there in about thirty minutes. Kevin is so wonderful…did I tell you I love him.” Allie began giggling. “See you soon, bye.”

Looking at the clock, Kiley shook her head. “We must be crazy, it’s two A.M.!”

LJ took her in her arms and kissed her soundly. “Crazy is good, besides it’s for our daughter.”

Out of nowhere tears began to course down LJ’s cheeks. As her thumb wiped them away, Kiley asked, “Lucy, what’s the matter?”

Blue glistening eyes searched Kiley’s face. “Nothing, tears of happiness, that’s all.” How could she spoil the moment by telling her lover that she was thinking of Lyn? “We better get dressed or they will find naked mothers when they get here.” Then she quickly kissed Kiley’s cheek before releasing her.

The creak of the porch and squeak of the door alerted the two women that the kids had arrived. Hurrying out to the kitchen Kiley smiled when she saw the radiant Allie standing there by her fiancé, Kevin. Now, Kiley was the one with tears as she hugged her daughter. “I’m so happy for you.”

For Kiley, her happiness was bittersweet; her baby was getting married; another chapter of her life was closing. Looking up she saw LJ coming into the kitchen carrying a bottle of wine. Her heart, as always, skipped a beat at the vision of her lover.

“I don’t have any champagne, this bottle of wine will have to do for now…we will have to celebrate correctly later.” Putting the bottle down she went over to Allie and embraced her. “Are you happy, Squirt?” She whispered.

Squeezing her a bit tighter she kissed her daughter’s cheek. “Yes, Squirt, I do.” Brushing an errant tear away she let go of Allie. “Why don’t I open the wine and we can all toast to your future happiness.” Looking at Kevin, who was just standing there seemingly at loose ends, she put her arm around him. “Come on, you can help me.”

“To the happy couple, may your lives together be filled with all the happiness you deserve.” LJ spoke with a sparkling smile on her face as she looked at Kiley.

Kiley moved closer to her partner as they clinked their glasses. I love you, she mouthed before turning to the kids. “We need to meet your parents, Kevin. Have you told them yet? There is so much to do…of course we want your mother to be a part of everything.” She patted LJ’s hand as she stifled a yawn.

“Hey, we can talk about all that later. You two old people need to go back to sleep, I didn’t realize how late it was. Besides, I want to go tell Katie, is she in the studio?” Getting up, Allie and Kevin gazed longingly into each other’s eyes.

“You’re kidding, right? You know what your sister is like when she gets woken up unexpectedly.” Kiley’s voice was filled with knowing trepidation.

Clearing her throat, LJ laughed. “Listen, why don’t you two lovebirds and Kevin’s parents join us for dinner tomorrow night? I’ll make all the arrangements.”

After the two left, Kiley hugged LJ close. “Guess we better wait up for a bit, want something to drink?”

No sooner had LJ spoke than a very sleepy Katie walked into the kitchen. “Mama, Allie woke me up.” Came the indignant words.

LJ turned to Kiley. “Oh, dear, she wants you to solve this.” She said as she chuckled.

“Yeah, I’m always the mom with problems.” Kiley laughed as she got up and went over to her heavy-eyed daughter. “Katie, will you try to wake up some for me?”

“She said she was getting married and wanted me to be her maid of honor.” The drowsy girl said.

Again Katie shook her head, and to all present she seemed to fall fast asleep. Her eyes shot open as she began to squeal. “You’re getting married? Oh, Al, I’m so happy for you.” She said hugging her sister soundly. “Want me to design your dress? I have a great idea!”

Laughing, LJ hugged Katie. “Listen, Mona, why don’t we all go back to sleep for another…” she looked at the clock on the wall. “Four hours or so?”

“Good idea, why don’t we all meet back here at, say, nine, and we can have a family breakfast. Gram and Gramps can come and you can tell them the good news, sweetie.”

“Sounds good to me. Okay we’re off.” Then Allie and Kevin hugged everyone before heading out.

“Well I don’t know how you can go to sleep now!” Katie exclaimed as she curled up on the couch before falling fast asleep.

“Come on love, I think my eyes are about to hit the floor.” Said Kiley as she took LJ’s hand and lead her to their bedroom after covering Katie with a light blanket.

It took three weeks to coordinate everyone’s schedules, but finally the day came for the celebratory dinner. LJ made reservations at Jeffrey’s in Austin for seven o’clock along with a request for special champagne.

Throwing another dress on the bed, Kiley growled. “I have nothing to wear!”

LJ approached her cautiously knowing that it would take all her tact to defuse the situation. “Baby, you look beautiful in anything you wear. Why don’t you let me pick one out for you?”

“You have got to be kidding, Lucy, like you could do that! I will find something myself.” Her tension was increasing.

“Don’t you have that dynamite red dress, it looks fabulous on you?” LJ said cautiously.

Green eyes bored into LJ. “I cannot meet Kevin’s parents looking like a hooker, Lucy. What’s the matter with you?” She sat down on the bed and buried her head in her hands. “What if they don’t like me…us? Why can’t I find anything to wear?” She screamed before crying.

LJ sat down and put her arms around Kiley. “Listen, love, they will love you just as I do. You are a warm, giving woman who raised a terrific daughter. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree and that goes for Allie too. She is your daughter, a shining reflection of you. This night is going to be wonderful because we, Kevin’s parents and Allie’s, will be celebrating their love for one another.” Hugging Kiley closer, she kissed her cheek. “What do you say we look through your clothes again?”

Kiley began to laugh. “I’m really being stupid aren’t I? I just want everything to go perfect for Allie.”

“It will, my love, I promise.” Standing up she smiled wickedly. “You think you have problems finding something to wear, what about me? Do you think they will let me in Jeffrey’s with jeans?’

Laughing Kiley got up went to the closet and pulled out a navy suit with a knee length skirt. “Wear this, it will show off those sexy legs of yours. I can dream all night about coming home with you.” She winked as she found a crème color camisole to go with the suit. “I think I will wear the flower dress with this little jacket.”

“Am I to understand that we now have outfits ready for tonight?” Her eyes were undressing Kiley as she nodded yes. “Ah, then we should think about getting our showers, shouldn’t we?”

Taking LJ’s hand Kiley started walking towards the bathroom. “We’ll save time if we shower together.” A feral smile crossed her face as she opened the bathroom door.

Arriving at the restaurant early, LJ and Kiley were shown to their table. Kiley began fingering the silverware as she anxiously waited for Kevin’s parent’s arrival. Lightly putting her hand over her partner’s, LJ smiled. “They’re going to be family, babe, not the enemy.”

Patting her hand again LJ nodded. “It looks like we are going to find out now.”

Allie, Kevin and his parents were walking towards the table. Taking a deep breath Kiley stood up to welcome their guests.

The Cunningham’s looked like the typical middle-aged couple…he was about five ten, balding with a trim body and it was easy to see where his son got his good looks. His wife was slightly overweight with light brown hair, a wonderful smile and was very attractive. They were both dressed conservatively with an apparent unpretentious air about them.

After the obligatory handshakes, Kiley spoke. “Why don’t we all sit down?” LJ sat on one side of Nora with Kiley on the other.

Nora Cunningham looked at the two women beside her curiously. “Allie, I must say that it is nice that your mother and stepmother get along so well.” She said smiling sweetly, seemingly not understanding why her future daughter-in-law would have her stepmother there.

Nervously Kiley laughed as she looked around the table noticing everyone’s eyes seemed to be opened wide. As always, her savoir, Lucy came to the rescue.

Scrunching her eyebrows, Nora cocked her head. “Oh, business partners. What business are you in?”

A snicker went up around the table until LJ once again spoke. “Nora, we are business partners, but I meant partners as in together in a committed relationship.” Her blue eyes were fixed on the woman as she wondered…does she get out much.

Nora again looked confused. “Committed relationship?” Everyone watched, as the woman seemed to try and understand until her eyes bugged out. “Committed relationship! You’re lesbians?” She said loudly enough to cause other diners to turn around. “I didn’t know…you don’t look like…I mean I never would have gue…”

Joe came to her rescue as he reached over to pat her hand. “Quit while you're ahead, dear.”

The dinner proceeded as everyone got to know each other and discussed the upcoming wedding.

Nora turned to Kiley. “Tell me, Kiley, is Ellen really that funny in person?”

Kiley looked at the woman with a puzzled look. “Ellen? I don’t think I know an Ellen.”

With a slight laugh, Kiley asked. “Nora, why would you think I would know Ellen DeGeneres?”

It was LJ who spoke next. “Nora, we don’t know Ellen, but I did get an ultra slicer dicer when I recruited, Kiley…they were out of toaster ovens.”

“Lucy, stop.” Kiley winked at her partner. “Nora, we are just like you…we have children, a house, parents, friends, jobs, bills and problems just like anyone else. We are committed to each other forever and through our love have created a stable, loving environment for our children. Just as you love Joe, I love Lucy. It is simple really…love is love.”

Nora listened to Kiley speak, nodding her head in agreement until she suddenly scrunched her eyebrows. “I don’t understand.” She said.

“What don’t you understand, Nora, why we love each other or how we had children? We love each other because that is the way it is suppose to be and we had children out of love.” Kiley was having a hard time understanding why this woman was so dense. Doesn’t she get out much? She wondered.

Nora laughed. “I understand all that, I’m not dim-witted and I have listened to Oprah, you know.”

“Then what’s the problem?” Kiley asked trying hard not to become irritated with the woman.

By this time everyone around the table had become quiet, especially Allie and Kevin. They were wondering if the family meeting was a good idea.

Nora’s friendly smile seemed to diffuse the situation. “I think you misunderstood me. I don’t have a problem with your lifestyle…you are right that love is love.” She paused as if she was trying to think of the right way to approach a touchy subject. “I thought her name was LJ.”

An uproarious laugh filled the restaurant as five people had tears in their eyes from the innocent statement. So it began, two families merging into one.

Because of Allie’s hospital schedule and Kevin’s work on his dissertation, the only time they could have the wedding was February. With Valentine’s Day falling on a Saturday, they hoped they could find a place for the reception and the church would be available. Fortunately, both the Andrews’ and the Cunningham’s were well connected and they were able to secure both St. Philips and the Country Club for that date.

The downside of the wedding was that Kiley and LJ would have to postpone their planned cruise for a month. The wedding preparations took on mammoth proportions as Kiley and Nora went into Mothers of the wedding couple mode. They would spend hours shopping for the perfect center pieces, flowers and all the various items that would make the wedding one of the most talked about weddings ever. At first, LJ tagged along with them, but rapidly became bored with Nora’s need for perfection.

In mid November, Rob returned from England much to LJ’s happiness. She had missed his companionship and the way he made her feel.

LJ was sitting alone at the kitchen table enjoying her second cup of coffee and reading the newspaper when she felt an embrace and a kiss on her head.

“You always have had a knack for making me feel special.” LJ smiled. “How did you sleep, Robbie?”

“Great! No matter where I go in the world, this is always where I want to be.” He said as he poured himself some coffee. “The night sounds here are so peaceful…even the coyotes.”

LJ laughed. “You know you could always stay here and run the camp.” She said jokingly.

For a long time Rob gazed at his mother. “You know, that is exactly what I want to do. Would that disappoint you?”

It was LJ’s turn to stare. “Disappoint me?” She asked herself out loud. “I thought you were happy with archeology and the traveling.”

Rob sighed. “I have for a long time now been restless, wondering why I just couldn’t find the happiness I used to have. It was when the plane was landing that I knew what I wanted, Mom. This.” he said as his long arms gestured the area, “I want this, to be here where I belong.”

Rob shook his head. “More than anything. I want to live here and raise a family so my children will know their roots. I was thinking about all the stories of Gram Rhodes and maybe we could make this a working ranch again.” He reached over and took his mother’s hand. “What do you think?”

“I think it is a wonderful idea. It’s been a long time since this ranch had a manager. What do you say to a job running this place?”

Rob’s eyes opened wide. “Do you mean it, Mom? I won’t let you down, I promise.”

LJ smiled broadly. “You can never let me down, Robbie. It’s been fourteen years since Ben passed away; I think it is time someone moved into his house. What do you say?”

Rob got up from his chair and hugged his mother. “I say, let’s do it.” Looking around the kitchen he raised his eyebrows in question. “Is Mama still asleep?”

Shaking her head, LJ answered. “She’s been gone for about an hour now. She and Kevin’s mother are spending days on end looking for the perfect wedding accoutrements.” She tried to keep the sarcasm out of her tone. “Why don’t I call her and see if she can meet us later for dinner?”

“That would be great, I don’t think I’ve been with her more than two hours since I’ve been home.” Hurt was evident on his face

LJ smiled at her son as she gave him a comforting hug. “Great, why don’t you go over to the house and I will be there as soon as I call your mom and then stop in and check on your sister.”

“Lucy!” Kiley exclaimed. “We have found the perfect chandelier for the kids house.”

“The one we are buying them, silly.” Kiley’s voice was light and airy.

“We’re buying them a house…when was I going to know about that? Besides, isn’t that something they need to do for themselves?”

LJ gritted her teeth. “Listen the reason I am calling is that Rob and I would like to take you to dinner tonight.”

Kiley frowned. “I can’t tonight. We’re meeting the caterer to go over the menu. Tell Rob I&r