The trooper decided to follow along behind at a safe distance, so she wouldn't know he was ensuring her safety from Douglas. When he saw she was safely at home, he turned and headed for the O'Hanlon farm.
She parked her car and headed for the back porch to get the milk bucket. Blinky, the barn cat, met her at the edge of the porch, mewing and hungry.
"Blinky, you old beggar, why don't you catch some a' them barn rats instead a' waitin' fer me to milk old Minnie? I declare, you're jist a big lazy fella, that's what you are!"
Blinky just rubbed up against Arlissa's legs. weaving in and out, looking up and meowing. Then he would take a few steps and run back, repeating the action.
"Okay, jist wait a couple a' minutes. I got to wash my hands 'fore I milk old Minnie. Jist hold yore horses, now. Get on out to the barn! Scat!"
Within minutes she was back out the kitchen door with the milk bucket and heading to the barn with Blinky mewing and running slightly ahead of her.
She laughed and chattered at him, feeling carefree for a few minutes, like a young woman should. Entering the barn lot, she herded old Minnie into the stanchion and put the feed in front of the old cow, then moving the stool near the Jersey, she sat and began milking, first washing the udders with warm water.
Blinky sat there, waiting and mewling.
"Okay, here goes, catch it, catch it!!"
Blinky obliged by opening his mouth and catching the stream of milk. The act reminded Arlissa of the events of the evening that Benny and Rosie were with her. It brought the weight of the decisions she must make down on her shoulders again.
It was going to take some mighty tall praying to decide what to do about Granny and about the little boy, Benny.
She needed to do some searching for insurance papers that Granny might have stored away. That would have to be done after she got through with her outside chores. She also needed to clean Granny's room while she had the chance.
By the time she finished all her chores, she was really tired; she could hardly keep her eyes open as she swept the kitchen and living room. Maybe in the morning she would clean Granny's room and search for the insurance papers.
She decided to go on to bed and start fresh the next morning.
The night was spent with restless tossing and turning. She thought she heard noises outside but that was just foolish thinking and the fact that she was alone in the farmhouse.
The next morning, Arlissa was still tired and felt cranky to boot. She opened the front door to see what the weather was going to be like and looked down on the steps to see a dead dove lying there. Had Blinky killed the dove and left it as a present for her? She had never known Blinky to kill a bird and not eat it. Cats do kill birds, she knew. But Blinky had never left her a present of one. Hmm. Oh, well, she thought.
back into the house, Arlissa knew she had to really get busy. There was
no telling what the day would hold for her and Granny. After doing the
farm chores, she sat down to a bowl of cereal and reflected on what she
needed to do.
had to clean Granny's room. The sheets needed washing; she could wash
and hang them outside to dry; then she could put other clean ones on the
"I'll do that first," she told herself.
Grabbing a piece of paper from the drawer, she picked up a pencil and began writing, making her to-do list.
wonder if Granny has any insurance that I don't know about. What if she
don't get better? No! I won't think about that... she's gonna get
better; I know she is, cause she's a fighter!"
kinds of thoughts were running through the young woman's head and she
knew she couldn't - shouldn't - waste valuable time worrying about what
couldn't be changed. Just take it one day at a time - that had become
looked up at the kitchen clock and saw that time was soon going to get
away from her. Jumping up from the kitchen chair, she ran into Granny's
room and began stripping the sheets from the bed. She noticed Granny's
worn Bible lying on the night stand and brought
it to the kitchen table, as she carried the sheets to the washing
machine. She would take the Bible to Granny later in the morning.
Adding the detergent to the sheets, she turned on the machine and started the process, then went back into the bedroom.
clean sheets from Granny's bureau were soon placed on the bed and she
spread the counterpane back on the bed and fluffed the pillows with the
clean cases on them. Her mind was busy thinking about how she was going
to care for Granny once she brought her home.
need to go into town and talk to Mr. Stanton about my job. I may not
even have one after not going in for a few days. He said I could take a
few days off; but it's going to take more than a few days, it seems
like. If only I could think of some solution. What am I going to do? It
tear rolled down her cheek as she thought of their plight. She looked
around the room, searching for she knew not what. Her eyes lit on the
half-open top drawer in the dresser.
wonder why Granny left this drawer open? She's one of the neatest
people I know about closin' drawers. She must a' been in a hurry when
she was in here last. I'll jist shut it fer her."
As Arlissa put out both hands to shut the drawer, she noticed the rosewood box sitting in the corner of the drawer.
Maybe Granny keeps some important papers in that box. I've never seen
her open it. I'll jist have a look-see, while I'm waitin' fer the sheets
to finish washin'."
Arlissa took the box from the drawer and was just getting ready to open it when the phone rang.
She placed the box on the bed and walked into the living room to get the phone.
"Hello?" She waited and then repeated the hello.
There was a click and then the dial tone.
She removed the phone from her ear and slowly replaced it on the cradle.
"Hmm. Must have been a wrong number. Oh, well."
Just then the door bell rang.
"Well, my goodness! What a busy morning this is! Wonder who this is?"
to the door, she was surprised to see Jake Tunstall, Rosie's
stepfather, standing there. He was the very last person she would have
expected to see today.
She dragged from somewhere inside a smile for him and asked, "Mr. Tunstall! Won't you please come in?"
He removed his cap, and holding it in both hands, came into the living room.
hate to be botherin' you at a time like this, with your grandmother in
the hospital and all, but Zeb is on his way home and he has requested
you be there this evening, if you can manage it. He knows of the
situation and feels you should be a part of the discussion. So, if you
would, it would be much appreciated. Helen has had some time to think
about everything and she is going to be much calmer, I promise."
sat down abruptly. All this had taken her by surprise; she had figured
she would be outlawed from being anywhere near the O'Hanlon/Tunstalls
Slowly she nodded her head, unable to speak.
Mr. Tunstall reached down and shook her hand, then turned to go.
Suddenly she remembered to say, "Thank you, Mr. Tunstall. What time should I be there?"
"Why don't you come for supper around 6 p.m.?"
She replied, "Yes, yes. Okay, I'll be there."
Replacing his cap, he turned and went out, quietly closing the door behind him.
Arlissa remained in her chair thinking, wondering... until she heard the washing machine stop.
"Oh, my, gotta hang those outside so they can dry while I'm at the hospital today!"
grabbed up the clothes basket and filled it with the sheets, got the
clothespins and carried it all out into the back yard. After wiping the
clotheslines, she proceeded to hang the sheets and pillow cases. Looking
up, she saw it was going to be a good day for drying clothes. The rest
of the laundry would just have to wait.
the fact that the morning was getting away from her, she decided to
leave soon for the hospital. The rosewood box lay forgotten on her
granny's bed where she had left it.
quickly as she could, Arlissa took a bath and dressed for her visit to
the hospital. As she passed Granny's room, glancing in, she saw the
rosewood box sitting on the bed and hurrying in, picked it up to return
it to its place. Looking inside it would have to wait.
left the house, locking the door as she went. She was soon on her way,
and didn't notice the shadow at the edge of the trees near her home.
wonder what the O'Hanlons are going to say this evening? I hope it ain't
gonna be uncomfortable for all of us. i sure wish Rosie hadn't done
this to us! I jist can't figure her thinkin'!"
Before long, the hospital came into view and she had parked her car. Within minutes, she was in Granny's room.
how you doin' this mornin', Granny? Oh, my, you done slipped way down
in yore bed! Let me see if'n I can get you pulled up some."
tries didn't accomplish the task, and Granny was soon out of sorts, and
began mumbling her objections. Finally, Arlissa rang for help.
"What's the trouble in here?" asked the doctor, coming in the door. "Ms. Hinton, are you raising Cain in here again?" he joked.
The old lady gave him her lop-sided grin and he said, "Let's check you over this morning, eh?"
Arlissa could see her Granny eating up all that attention from the handsome doctor.
After a few minutes of checking her heart, then her reflexes, the doctor spoke to both of them.
it looks as if, after some speech therapy, you are going to be going
home, sweet lady," he said to Granny, with a charming smile.
Turning to Arlissa, he informed her that she was going to have some work cut out for her to do with her Granny as well.
"I know you must have a daily job?"
a nod from Arlissa, he told her she would most likely need to find
someone to be with her Granny while she was working. Maybe a neighbor?
could feel her heart drop within, knowing the chances of finding anyone
who could look after her Granny to be quite slim.
nodded in recognition of his statement and looked at Granny, who looked
worried. Granny also knew the chances were almost nil.
"About one more week is all we can keep you, Ms. Hinton. You are improving each day, and we are glad to see that."
her right hand, he squeezed it gently and she responded with a slight
pressure. He smiled and nodded goodbye to them both.
Arlissa thought of the box and turned to her Granny.
"I have something to ask you about, Granny."
Just then, the nurse came in and said, "Time for our bath, Ms. Hinton!"
"Well, I'll go and give you some privacy, Granny. I'll be back in a little bit."
left the nurse giving Granny a bath and changing the bed and decided to
go outside for a while and sit under the trees to think.
her way, she happened to see Con Webster washing the windows. He turned
and saw her. Hurrying over to her, he spoke as though he had not been
angry the last time he saw her.
"Hey, Lissa! How's your Granny doin' today? Is she feelin' better?"
She felt obliged to at least be polite to the guy, so she replied in the affirmative, and started on her way again.
He reached out and grabbed her arm, possessively.
"Wait a minute! Don't run off! We're friends, ain't we?"
"I...uh...guess so... why do you ask?"
if you ever are in trouble again, would you let me know? I know I could
help you. Jist like I did fixin' your tire fer you. Okay?"
"Well, sure. Thanks again fer fixin' it. Now, I really gotta go."
"Where you headin'? Why you in sitch a hurry?"
"Uh, I've jist gotta go. See you later."
hurried off, and left him watching her leave, grinning all the while.
She could feel his eyes on her and it gave her the creeps. It was all
she could do to keep from running. Arlissa turned once to look and saw
him wave at her, smiling.
was she going to do about Con Douglas? He was beginning to be a
problem. Back in school he was just an annoying boy; now he was a man,
bent on getting close to her. Granny had warned her more than once about
him being dangerous to her. She had just thought he was a harmless
person. Now she was fearful of his intentions.
"I'm jist gonna have to be careful about makin' him mad at me."
continued on her way outside to the park bench under the trees, where
she had taken Granny the day before. It was a peaceful place and she
Her mind wandered to thoughts about Rosie and little Benny.
wonder what they will say about the whole thing this evening. Do I
really want to take Benny on to raise? What do I know about raisin'
kids, anyway? Does a paper give me the right to take him? What would God
want me to do?"
many questions and no quick answers to any of them. She sat there for
the next thirty minutes and prayed, asking for guidance. When she looked
up, the sun had gone behind the clouds and it looked like rain.
"Oh, no! The clothes on the line! I gotta run home right now and get 'em inta the house!"
She ran for the car.
watched her as she ran for the car. He would soon have to leave her
another "gift". He smiled to himself as she pulled out in a hurry. He
knew she would soon belong to him.
almost sped but remembered she couldn't afford a speeding ticket, and
she didn't think the excuse of wet sheets would be well-received as a
reason for speeding home.
got home just in time to grab the sheets from the line and carry them
in. They were still slightly damp, but she spread them out over the
kitchen chairs and she was sure they would finish drying that way. Then
she saw the Bible she had left lying on the table and picked it up to
take to Granny.
Just then the phone rang. She picked up the receiver and spoke.
No response except for the click of someone hanging up the receiver.
"Well, that is strange. I wonder who keeps calling and not saying anything."
Arlissa headed out again, carrying the Bible, after locking the back door.
By the time she came into Granny's room this time, Granny was sitting up in a hospital version of an easy chair.
One of their favorite nurses, Anne, was getting ready to put her into a wheel chair to take her to physical therapy.
I brought yore Bible in so you could have it to read while you're in
here. I'll jist put it here on the tray so's you can reach it. I've got
yore eyeglasses here in my purse, too. I'll put them with the Bible."
said, "Would you like to come with us so you can see what they are
doing with her? Then you will know how to help her when she gets home."
"Yes, I'd like that. Thanks."
three made their way down a couple of hallways, finally turning in to a
large room with other patients already there. Arlissa looked around and
saw all kinds of equipment in use. There were also items that were to
be used to manipulate manually. Puzzles, pegs, and small items to be
placed in their proper spaces.
took Granny over to a place where she could just sit and the therapist
that would be working with her was introduced to her.
Hinton, this is Sam. Sam is one of our staff therapists. He is going to
be helping you strengthen your legs and also help you begin to use your
right hand. Please do your best to do what he tells you. This
afternoon, our speech therapist, Mary, is going to help you with
speaking again. I know you're going to work hard and you will improve.
I'll see you after while. Okay?"
Granny gave her half-smile and nodded.
Arlissa stood to one side and watched as Sam placed a small weight on Granny's right ankle and began the work with Granny.
"Now, Ms. Hinton, could I call you by your first name, just to be a little friendlier sounding and less formal?"
old lady nodded and tried to tell him her given name, but it came out
unintelligible. Frustrated, she tried again and again. Finally, Arlissa
told him it was Flora.
Flora. Now I've fastened a very light weight to your right ankle and I
want you to do your best to lift your foot. Think about how we lift our
feet. If you can lift it just a little bit, it will be great!"
She was able to raise it two inches.
He fastened a light weight to her left foot and then asked her to raise both feet together.
need to work on the strength in both your legs, because you don't want
to lose the muscle tone in either leg while you are not walking."
Arlissa could see that Sam was going to be a great help to her Granny. She could see a ray of hope for their future.
the physical therapist, worked Granny as hard as she could take for
about thirty minutes, and then took her back to the room with her
see you again for about thirty minutes this afternoon, Miss Flora!
Practice using that right hand to eat your lunch. Okay?"
Granny looked at him with a glint in her eyes that told him she was going to try, but was making no promises.
He looked at Arlissa meaningfully and she nodded. Sam smiled at them both and left to get his next patient.
It was lunchtime and Arlissa got a washcloth to wash her Granny's face and hands.
your best to wipe yore face and wash yore hands, Granny! They want you
to do as much for yoreself as possible. Everything you can do gets you
out of here much sooner."
the old lady did a fair job. Fortunately, her stroke was only a light
one and she was going to be able to rehabilitate enough to be sent home
Anne brought in the tray, and placed it on the bed tray in front of Granny.
was all Arlissa could do not to jump up and help the old lady. She put a
hand towel on Granny's chest so that not too much food would fall on
the old woman's gown as she tried to feed herself. It was a painfully
slow process, but Granny kept at it. Arlissa had to give her credit for
she had finished feeding herself, Granny sat back and sighed, looking
pitifully up at the girl. Granny was worn out with the strain, but at
Arlissa's words of praise, she did look a mite proud and gave her a
smile in response.
Her Granny was made of strong stuff and the girl could tell she wasn't going to give up.
bet you'd like a little nap right now, or would you like to go down to
the sun room and look out of the windows for a while? There's a garden
out there and we can watch the birds. It is raining but it might clear
up soon. I have some things I need to talk to you about."
old lady looked at the bed with longing, and said something that
sounded like rest. Arlissa rang for help and an intern came in to help
put Granny to bed for awhile. The questions would have to wait, it
then Anne came in and told them Granny would be going to speech therapy
in about an hour, so Arlissa figured the rest was really necessary at
the time being.
"I'll be back in an hour then, Granny; you get some rest, okay?"
She kissed the old lady on the brow and picking up her purse, she took her leave quietly, heading for the cafeteria.
Upon reaching the cafeteria, she purchased a sandwich and got a glass of water to wash it down.
had no sooner sat down than she looked around and saw the good doctor
with his fiancee, who was looking as though she'd rather be anywhere
else than here in the dinky cafeteria.
Then, a few minutes later, Con Douglas came into the room and saw Arlissa, and headed straight for her.
"Leave me alone, Con! I came in here for a little peace and quiet, not to be bothered by you!"
good doctor heard the angst in her speech and slowly got up to
intercede on her behalf, which did not please his bride-to-be. She
grabbed hold of his sleeve to stop him. He jerked his sleeve out of her
grasp and moved toward the couple who were having the altercation.
"Donald, you come right back here, now!" hissed his fiancee, Amalie Gardner.
good doctor ignored her and continued on towards the altercation
between Arlissa and the young man he had seen working around the
had her by the shoulder, and was leaning over her in a menacing manner.
Just as she was getting ready to rise from her chair, Dr. Donald
Winston grabbed hold of Con's shirt in the back and pulled him away from
"Why don't you leave the young lady alone, as she requested?"
"Why don't you mind yore own business? We was jist havin' a little conversation here."
I saw what it was. It seems the young lady doesn't want your attention.
If you value your job, young man, you'd best go on and leave her be. If
you don't, well, I'll just let you fill in the blanks. Now Get!"
face was flaming red by now, all the freckles showing on her pale skin.
She not only was embarrassed by all the attention right here in public,
but she felt she could have handled the situation without the good
looked up to see the doctor's gorgeous fiancee looking at her as though
she were a piece of trash littering the cafeteria. The woman had walked
over when Con left and proprietarily taken the arm of Dr. Winston.
Once again, he shrugged her off.
This time he just gave her a look that sent her back over to their table.
Turning once again to Arlissa, he asked if she were okay.
now, in case you haven't guessed, I'm fumin' mad! You have no right to
come over here and interfere in my business! I was gonna take care of
Con Douglas! I've been knowin' him for more than fifteen years. I can
handle him! Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to finish my sandwich! It
looks to me like you got enough on yore hands."
She looked over at his fiancee with those last words.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Hinton. I promise I won't interfere again."
knew she shouldn't have spoken to her Granny's doctor in that manner,
but she was so angry, she didn't consider anything else. Her temper was
always getting her into trouble, it seemed.
looked down at her half-eaten sandwich and suddenly was no longer
hungry. Picking it up, she wrapped it in the paper bag and dropped it
into the nearby trash, and returned the glass to the tray return in the
she left, she held her head high and didn't look in the direction of
the doctor and his bride-to-be. She didn't see Con watching her
she got back to Granny's room, not much time had passed and so she
picked up the old Bible, and began to leaf through the pages. It was
Granny's personal Bible, so Arlissa had never looked at it very much,
since she had her own from the time she was very young.
The old worn Bible of Granny's was heavy. She had a few clippings and other things in the leaves of the book.
One item was a dried rose, pressed and faded. It had once been yellow, now you could barely tell what color it had been.
flipped through some more pages and, in the middle of the book, she saw
two pages that seemed to be stuck together. Now that is strange, she
thought to herself. She carefully pried them open. They had once been
glued, it seemed, but the mucilage had dried out over the years, and now
they were opened.
The heading on one page said, "Births and Deaths"; on the other page, the heading was "Marriages".
Arlissa looked at the page headed Births and Deaths; she saw Eleanor Mae Hinton, b. Feb. 28, 1921; died September 5, 1942.
Arlissa Jane Hinton, b. September 4, 1942
Arlissa turned pale; she felt as though she were going to faint.
couldn't be right! Whoever had entered that date for her birth had the
year wrong! It made her a year older than what she really was!
would make her the same age as Rosie! How could that possibly be? How
could her grandparents have pulled the wool over her eyes in that
was going to have to ask Granny about this when Granny could talk
again. It would be useless to ask her now. She wouldn't be able to
answer Arlissa, and would only agitate the old lady.
curiosity was about to drive her nutty, though. Who else could she ask?
Who else would even know? Maybe the old doctor who had been the family
doctor for so many years... She'd ask him!
began to think over things that had taken place in her life...how much
of it was real? How much had been a lie? All at once she felt she could
not trust what anybody told her. How many people were in on the
her daddy even know she existed? Had he promised not to ever contact
her? She felt her life falling apart at the seams, disintegrating, like
an old rag that had been used over and over till it was only a remnant.
she placed the Bible back on the tray table and left the room, not
knowing where she was heading, just away from this new truth.
as though in a dream, she headed for the front door of the hospital,
her heart pounding and memories flooding through her mind.
many people knew she was fatherless? How many knew who he was? All she
knew was that she had to find some answers; she was going to look for
It hadn't seemed to matter so much before; but now that she knew she had been lied to so greatly, she had to search.
She knew she wouldn't, couldn't, get them right now from Granny.
old graveyard where her Mama was buried- that's where she would head
first. They never went there, Granny always told her to live and not
worry about the dead. She said, waren't no use a' grievin' over them,
wouldn't bring 'em back.
She knew it was in a remote part of their county; she might have to look for it.
into her car, she started it up and decided to leave Amblin and head
for Hickston, where their Doctor, old Doc McReynolds, had his practice.
He was close to retirement, and she would be able to ask him what year
she was born.
Surely the doctor would tell her.
drove along, not noticing anything around her, so she didn't see the
car behind her. Arlissa was in a mental fog and driving on automatic.
had she been lied to? Was her father a criminal? Where else could she
look for answers? Around and around in her mind went the questions...
was undecided...she drove aimlessly into the little town of Hickston;
would the doctor even be in...maybe he would be out on a call.
'Why am I hesitating?' she thought. 'Is it that I don't really want to know? No, no...that couldn't be it.'
She parked her car near the doctor's home, where he had his office. Going up to the front door, she knocked.
Hetty, the doctor's wife and nurse, opened the front door.
Arlissa Hinton, what're you doin' here? Ain't your Granny in the
hospital right now? Are you sick, honey? Come right on in. Doc Henry is
out on a call right now, but he should be back soon."
Henry McReynolds was known as and called Doc Henry by everyone who knew
him, and he'd been around for a long time. In fact, he took over his
practice from his father, who'd been Dr. William McReynolds.
was known to be better than a newspaper in spreading the news all over
town; but right now, Arlissa wasn't thinking about that.
"I need to ask Doc Henry some questions about what year I was born."
honey, that's a strange request! You mean, you don't even know when you
were born? Well, I never! Say, let me fix you a cup of coffee. You take
cream, don't cha?"
The old lady could see that she might get some more information out of the girl if she encouraged her to relax a little more.
come right on in here to the kitchen and I'll fix us up some coffee.
You look like you could use some a' my apple pie. I jist baked it a
little while ago."
her arm around Arlissa's shoulder, she guided her into the kitchen. It
was no contest, because Hetty outweighed the younger woman by about 90
pounds and was experienced in persuading patients in cooperation.
As the old woman poured the coffee, she peppered the girl with questions.
"Now, it seems I heard something about your friend, Rosie O'Hanlon, passing away?? Poor little girl took her own life, I hear?"
"Yes, that's true."
"Wasn't there a little boy she left behind? I heard tell his name was somethin' like Bobby?"
"Benny. It is Benny, Ms. Hetty."
"I hear you're gonna get guardianship a' him?"
"I'd rather not talk about it...ain't nothin' decided yet."
"Ah, I reckon maybe his grandparents don't like that idea too much, hey?"
By this time, Arlissa was feeling hemmed in by the nosy woman and she decided it was time to go.
I've got to go. I'm sorry, I don't have time to drink the coffee. Would
you please have Doc Henry call me when he can? I've got someplace else I
need to be this afternoon."
"Well, Arlissa, Honey, you come back anytime. Y' hear? Doc 'll be that sorry he missed ya."
She followed Arlissa to the door, and watched her with glittering eyes as she left.
"Darn! I near about had some answers. Hmm. Don't know what year she was born. Now, don't that take the cake!"
She hurried to the phone.
Hetty McReynolds had no sooner picked up the phone than she heard a knock on the front door.
"Now what?" she fumed to herself, agitated at being interrupted from spreading the news she was eager to share.
She replaced the receiver and went to the door, surprised to see the subject of her news once again standing before her.
"Why, Sugar! Did you forget somethin'? You wanta' come back in?"
"Uh, no, Ms. Hetty. I need some information, please."
"Why, sure, Baby. How can I help you?"
"Well, I, er, I, uh, could you tell me how to get to the old graveyard out in the country?"
Ms. Hetty's ears perked up with that one...
"You don't mean the one out near Witch's Grove Holler, do you? The one that they quit usin' about fifteen years ago?"
"Yes, ma'am. That one. The one that's not used no more."
Ms. Hetty blanched visibly.
now, I can't help you there! Why you wanta be goin' all the way out
yonder for? Ain't nothin' out there you'd be needin', is there?"
"I'm jist lookin' for information, is all."
Honey. I'll tell Doc Henry as soon as he gets home. I promise. Please
don't go out there, especially at this time a' day. You'll miss your
supper. To be quite honest, you don't look like you can afford to miss
The old lady gazed at the girl's diminutive figure, wishing her own were not quite so ample.
I jist remembered I gotta be somewhere around supper time. Thanks for
remindin' me, Ms. Hetty. I gotta be leavin' fer sure now. Please have
Doc Henry call me at the Tunstall house or at my home later on this
evenin'. Thank ya for yore help, ma'am."
Arlissa turned and left the old lady with her mouth standing open, ready to ask another question.
now, that was a most interestin' bit a' news, I must say," she said to
herself, shutting the door and heading once again for the telephone.
Arlissa climbed back into her car and headed for the Tunstall/O'Hanlon farm.
she drove along, Arlissa considered what she was going to do next. She
knew she needed to get to the Tunstall/O'Hanlon residence soon. It
wouldn't be long til suppertime, and she didn't want to be late for the
meeting with them.
hope I won't have any trouble with Mrs. Tunstall when I get there. It's
not like I wanted custody of Rosie's little boy; I didn't even know she
was gonna do somethin' like she did. I woulda stopped her if'n I had.
Oh, Rosie, why'd you go and do such a Tomfool thing as that? Killin'
yoreself and signin' that little sweet boy over to me! Am I supposed to
honor that piece a' paper? Does the law say I have to?"
was still conflicted over the whole idea - now with Granny so sick -
how could she possibly take over the care of a little boy? She still
missed her friend; it was going to take a long time to get over the loss
of Rosie, her throaty laugh, her sparkling eyes, and the only real girl
friend she had ever had.
two girls used to theorize about how come they looked so much alike,
and been born in different states. They had never really come up with an
answer, though. Arlissa most likely would never know, she figured.
Ma never lived to tell me who my Pa was, and Granny sure ain't never
told me, if'n she even knows. I reckon maybe it's one a them things I
won't never know. But I sure can't help wonderin' about it, though."
Arlissa finally noticed the car behind her and peered closely into the rear view mirror.
"Now, what's that rascal doin' follerin' me? I'll jist pull over and see what it is he's after, anyhow!"
drove her car over to the side of the road and left it in idle, waiting
for the car behind to pass her. It did, and the driver parked his car
sideways in the road to block her.
Douglas! What in tarnation do you think you're a doin'? Why've you been
followin' me? What's the idea of parkin' sidewise in the road?"
"Get out'n that car, Lissa! You'n me's goin' on a date right now!"
"I reckon we ain't goin'!" shouted Arlissa and hit him with the door as he opened it, knocking him down.
Then she gunned the motor and went around his car. He only thought he had her blocked in.
lay in the road for a couple of minutes. The suddenness of her reaction
had taken him by such surprise, he just couldn't believe it!
into his car, he was in such a hurry that he backed up and hit a tree
in his haste, putting another dent into the back of the vehicle. It was
already dented quite a bit, so another one didn't matter to him.
pulling out onto the road, his car skidded, trying to get a solid hold,
then he straightened it, getting control of the car and was soon in hot
pursuit of the other car.
to himself, he said, "You jist think you can get away from me. I'll get
you yet, Miss High 'n Mighty! Think yore too good fer me! I'll jist
was speeding for her life... and she knew it. Con Douglas was becoming
bolder and she realized she wasn't going to be able to avoid him
"I reckon I'm goin' to have to talk to the Sheriff and see what I can do to stop Con from botherin' me."
She headed for the O'Hanlon farm and safety.
Just as she turned onto the road leading to the O'Hanlons, Con had almost caught up to her once again.
She began honking her horn, persistently, frantically, driving as fast as she could go.
so happened that Zebulon O'Hanlon was out in the yard, talking to his
stepfather. They were walking around and looking at improvements that Jake Tunstall had made since Zeb had last been there.
Upon hearing the honking of the car, they ran toward the road.
When they saw the cars speeding toward them, they jumped out of the way.
"Whoa!" shouted Zeb.
Arlissa pulled up to an abrupt stop and jumped from her car.
He's after me!" She ran up to Zeb and pointed to the other car that had
just pulled into the yard and was in the process of turning around.
However, he didn't make it, because the Sheriff pulled in behind him, preventing his escape.
two drivers had not seen the Sheriff, who was parked along the road in a
side road, waiting for speeders. He had seen the two speeding by, and
was soon in pursuit.
Sheriff Bradshaw parked his vehicle, got out, and hitching up his weapon belt, walked over to Con's car.
"Out, young man! Would you care to explain to me why you were speeding along after this young woman?"
Con shook his head in a negative manner.
ran over and said, "I can tell you exactly why he was chasin' me,
Sheriff! He was tryin' to grab me and force me to go out with him on a
date. I already told him I wasn't interested in going nowhere with him,
but he wasn't hearin' me!"
Zeb walked over and looked at Con.
trying to be the bully, I see! You always did want to be the boss of
everyone, even in school. I remember you trying to push us younger kids
around all the time. Now is the time to stop unless you want to wind up
in jail like your older brothers did."
Con looked up at Zeb and sneered.
see you're still playin' like yore better'n anybody else, too,
O'Hanlon! At least, my sister didn't kill herself, like yore's did. I'll
get you one a' these days, too, Miss High 'n Mighty!"
"You want me to arrest Douglas, Miss Hinton? You want to bring charges against him?"
"No, Sheriff, I don't want no trouble. I jist want him to leave me be."
"Okay, Douglas, I'm going to move my car and you can leave, but you better stay away from this young woman."
oughta be bringin' charges against her. She caused me to get fired by
that doctor! He went to my boss and he fired me! My mama's dependin' on
me to take care of her and now, the only job I got is the one at the
fillin' station. It's all her fault!"
"But..but..I didn't do anything!" Arlissa replied.
"You just leave the young woman alone, Douglas. I'll be watching you!"
The Sheriff got into his car with that warning and moved it.
Con backed up his car, turning it around and left in a spray of gravel.
realized that Con Douglas would not forget the whole incident. He was
sure Arlissa had not seen the last of the determined young man.
Arlissa turned to Zeb and hugged him.
so sorry about Rosie, Zeb. I'm going to miss having her as such a good
friend. I wish I had known what was in her mind and perhaps I could have
Zeb wrapped his arms around the girl and patted her shoulder.
"Thank you, 'Lissa. I'm sorry you had to go through all that. I know how much you loved her."
Sheriff, observing the two of them, with the sunlight filtering into
their hair showed just how much alike the color in each was.
He was taken aback by the striking similarity even of their facial features.
then the front door opened and more people emerged from the house. It
was the rest of the family and another person that Arlissa and the
Sheriff had not yet met. Jake Tunstall was carrying little Benny, who
was very quiet until he saw Arlissa.
"'Lissa! Lissa!" Then Jake shushed him.
"What's going on out here?" Helen O'Hanlon Tunstall inquired.
"What was all that horn honking while ago?"
Just then Zeb and Arlissa turned toward those who had just come outside.
"Mom, it was 'Lissa here honking her horn for help. You remember Con Douglas?"
her nod of acknowledgement, he told her about the confrontation that
had just taken place, then asked the stranger, a beautiful young woman
to come over and meet Arlissa.
"Angela, come on over and meet one of our friends and neighbor, Arlissa Hinton. Arlissa, this is my bride, Angela Rae."
Zeb's smile was about a thousand watts in brightness, if it could be measured in such a manner.
"I'm so very pleased to meet you, Arlissa. May I call you that?"
"Of course. I'm so very glad to make yore acquaintance as well, Angela."
"Please, call me Angie. All my friends do. I understand you and Rosie were friends?"
"Yes, for several years we were really close. Then... well, we kinda lost touch."
listen, you all! Supper is on the table and going to be cold if we
don't get inside to eat it. We were just getting the table set when we
heard the horn honking. Sheriff, why don't you come in and have a bite
last came from Jake Tunstall, fearing there might be some kind of
trouble when they got to talking about little Benny after supper.
I tell you what, my wife has got supper on the table right about now,
and she's gonna be that upset if I don't make it. But I'd be glad to
come back and visit awhile later on this evening, if that's okay."
The Sheriff had apparently got his drift.
(To be continued)