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Authors: Debra Shiveley Welch

Cedar Woman (172 page)

 

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N
o
w
3
6
, Sonny
was
m
o
re
h
a
nd
s
o
m
e
t
h
an
he
h
a
d
b
een
at
t
h
e
p
o
wwow
i
n Keokuk
t
hose
many
years
ago.
His
face,
once
that
of
an
eager,
y
o
ung
m
an,
w
a
s
c
h
a
n
ge
d
.
The pa
i
n
of
l
o
s
i
ng
M
ichael,
a
n
d
his
u
n
r
eq
u
ited
l
o
ve for
Le
n
a,
h
ad
l
eft
t
h
eir
m
ar
k
,
g
i
v
i
ng
h
im a
mysteri
ou
s
q
u
ality,
irresisti
b
le to
m
a
n
y
,
m
ale a
n
d
f
e
m
ale al
ik
e.
W
i
de
sh
ou
l
ders
taper
e
d
to
a
narrow
waist,
accentuating
t
h
e
power
o
f
h
is
m
usc
led
t
or
s
o
.
W
ell
-
f
o
r
m
e
d
t
h
i
gh
s
s
e
e
m
e
d
to
b
u
rs
t
f
ro
m
h
is
Lev
i
©
jea
n
s,
his
m
u
scular
ar
m
s
causing
m
any a
wo
m
an,
y
o
u
ng
a
nd ol
d
,
to
si
g
h with
lon
g
in
g
.
S
o
nny
wo
rk
e
d out sev
e
n
da
y
s a
week,
tak
i
n
g
t
h
e
f
r
us
t
r
ati
o
n
he
felt f
r
om an
al
m
o
st
celi
b
ate
life,
and
po
u
r
i
ng
i
t
i
n
to
wei
g
hts
and
b
a
r
b
ells, du
m
bbel
l
s,
an
d v
a
r
io
u
s b
o
d
yb
u
il
d
in
g
e
qu
i
p
m
ent.
He
wo
uld
le
a
v
e
w
o
r
k
, he
ad
ing
stra
i
ght
fo
r
t
h
e
g
y
m
,
w
o
rk
i
ng out
un
til
h
e felt
t
h
at
h
e
c
ou
l
d
fall,
ex
h
a
u
sted,
i
n
to
b
ed,
and
ho
p
ef
u
lly, no
t
hi
n
gn
e
ss
– except
f
o
r
t
h
ose
r
a
re
ni
g
h
t
s
wh
e
n
Lena ca
m
e
to
hi
m
, f
u
lfilli
n
g
h
i
s year
n
i
ng
s
in
p
assi
on
ate, sweet,
d
rea
m
s.
Occasionally,
he
wou
l
d
m
e
e
t
a
wo
m
an
whom
he
thought
m
ight bre
a
k
L
e
n
a
’s
spell.
T
h
e
w
o
m
an
oft
e
n
l
o
ok
e
d
li
k
e
L
en
a,
b
u
t
nev
e
r
measured
up
t
o
h
e
r
in
Sonny’s
eyes,
leav
i
n
g
him
m
o
re
b
e
reft
wi
t
h
ev
e
ry
failed
relati
o
n
s
hip;
S
o
n
n
y
c
o
uld
not
esc
a
pe
his
l
o
ng
i
ng
f
o
r
t
h
e
beauti
f
ul
Le
n
a
with
h
er
ma
gn
ifice
n
t, heter
o
c
h
r
o
m
atic
eyes.
Len
a
,
m
y
w
o
m
an
!
H
o
w c
a
n I m
a
ke y
o
u see
t
ha
t it is
m
e you l
o
ve?

 

So
nn
y
sat
in
h
i
s
o
f
fice
at
Vic
k
i’s,
lost
in
tho
u
g
h
ts
o
f Le
n
a.
T
h
e dream
of
t
h
e
co
n
su
m
mation
o
f
his
l
o
ve
wou
ld
n
o
t
leave
h
im
.
Tort
u
r
e
d
,
d
eep
i
n
t
h
oug
h
t,
h
e
d
i
d
n
’t
hear
t
h
e
tap
on
h
i
s
d
o
o
r
.
The
s
qu
eak
of
an u
n
oiled
h
i
nge
caus
e
d
him
to
look
u
p
,
stra
i
ght
i
n
to
t
h
e
ey
es
of
his
half side.

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