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Chapter 5 The conversation with my mother did not go well at first.
She wanted to protect me from being hurt by him when he lived or when he died.
“You don’t even call him by his first name! Do you even know it?” “Yes, Mom.
It’s Evan,” I said with as much exasperation as I could muster.
I had many misgivings and she seemed to have a gift for voicing all of them, but she hadn‘t met this amazing man.
So I countered with all of the pluses, leaving out the secret hopes.
Finally she relented and agreed to come with me.
I told her that I would accept his offer if she didn‘t run away screaming in terror after she met him.
The day dawned dreary with an inch of snow, so we bundled my “almost 5″ year old daughter Abby and “almost 4″ year old son Nate into the car and told them we were going to see a man who had ponies and a playground and a Jeep.
I’m not sure which they were more excited about.
The sky cleared as we arrived and as we pulled into the long driveway, the place seemed to have a magical effect on my Mother.
“It reminds me of my grandfather‘s place. Asqzxw free nude video.
We had such fun there.
B came out to greet us as we arrived.
I introduced my mother and children to him and I could tell that he liked Jeanine right away.
She greeted him somewhat coldly, but I could tell that she was warming to him.
The children ran over to look at the ponies and after talking briefly with Mom and Mr.
B, I let them talk together and went to share the children‘s enthusiasm.
Before I knew what was going on, they were driving off in the UTV together and heading up the trail to the hilltop.
I took the children into the cabin so they could use the bathroom and I showed them the deer heads and the old style kitchen with the hand pump at the sink.
Soon I heard the UTV returning and I was surprised to see my Mom smiling.
“Evan said he would teach me to deer hunt!” I had forgotten that she had grown up in a family where all the men hunted and it had never occurred to me that maybe she had wanted to but encountered the old “girls don’t hunt” mentality.
I looked at her with a kind Read Full Post…