Authors: Debra Shiveley Welch
Cedar Woman (161 page)
“
No,
Dear
Heart,
t
h
ey
d
o
n
’
t
.
I
fi
n
d
t
h
at
y
o
u
little
gu
y
s
p
ay
m
o
re atte
n
ti
o
n
to
my
earri
n
g
s
t
h
an
t
h
e
stitc
h
es
a
n
d
IVs,
so
I
wear
t
h
em
to
a
m
use and
distract.”
L
o
gan
li
k
e
d
t
h
at.
He
li
k
e
d
t
h
at
so
m
eone
w
o
uld
t
h
i
n
k
en
ou
gh
t
o co
m
e
up
with
so
m
et
h
ing
t
h
at w
o
uld
help
kids
get
t
h
r
ou
gh
those
first
f
e
w da
y
s
after
s
urg
er
y
.
A
n
d
s
o
,
h
e
wanted
t
o
ho
n
o
r
h
e
r
by
p
u
tting
h
e
r
i
m
age, as he
re
m
e
m
b
ered
it,
on
p
a
per.
He
was
c
o
lori
n
g
away
i
n
tently,
Kelly’s
h
ead
n
estled
i
n
h
is
la
p
, wh
e
n
L
og
a
n
h
eard
t
h
e
slam
of
a
c
a
r
d
o
o
r
a
nd
a
n
e
x
cited
y
ip.
Usi
n
g
his hands
to pu
s
h
hi
m
self
upw
ar
d, he
wa
l
ked
s
t
iffly
into
the foyer
a
nd gazed out
t
h
e f
r
ont
d
o
o
r
s
i
de
li
g
ht. Ha
p
p
y
was
he
r
e!
A
c
ro
p
of
br
i
g
ht,
str
aw
b
e
r
ry
curls
c
au
ght
t
h
e
s
u
n
a
nd
b
u
r
s
t
i
n
to
a halo
o
f
f
l
a
m
e.
Log
a
n
’
s
br
e
a
t
h
caught
i
n
h
i
s
chest
as
t
h
e
n
o
w go
l
de
n
,
r
e
d ringlets see
m
e
d
to blaze
i
n
t
h
e sunlight.
H
o
w
b
e
a
u
tif
u
l!
he
m
u
r
m
ured
t
o hi
m
self.
Sh
e
rri
st
e
pp
e
d
on
t
o
t
h
e
de
c
k
, Ha
p
p
y
at her
h
eals.
C
r
oss
i
ng
h
e
r
e
y
es and
sti
c
ki
n
g
h
er
t
o
ng
u
e
o
u
t of
t
h
e
side
of
her
m
out
h
,
s
h
e
pret
e
nd
e
d
to k
n
o
c
k
o
n
t
h
e
d
o
o
r.
L
a
u
g
h
ing
,
L
o
gan
t
u
r
n
ed
t
h
e
k
n
o
b
,
in
v
iti
ng
S
h
e
rri a
n
d Ha
p
p
y
i
n
t
o
t
h
e
f
o
ye
r.
“
H
ell
o
,
g
i
r
l
!
”
h
e
e
x
cla
i
m
e
d
,
h
ug
g
ing
H
appy
a
r
o
u
nd
h
er
a
r
ist
o
c
r
atic
neck.
“
Hey!
What about
m
e
?
” Sh
e
rri laughed.
“
Hello,
gir
l
!”
Logan
teased,
gr
ab
b
in
g
S
h
err
i
i
n
a
simila
r
e
m
b
r
ace
and scrat
c
hi
n
g t
h
e
t
o
p
of h
e
r
h
ead.
“
You
goof!”
s
h
e laughed,
p
r
oceed
i
n
g in
t
o
t
h
e
kitchen. Smiling, Sherri caroled,
“
G
ood
m
orn
i
n
g
,
Ma
r
y
,
g
ood
m
orn
i
n
g, Peter.”
S
h
e
li
k
ed
t
h
e
Catc
h
ers,
and
felt
t
h
at
t
h
ey
were
t
h
e
q
u
i
n
t
esse
n
tial exa
m
ple
of a
true
m
arriage.
I
h
o
pe
I
h
a
ve
s
o
me
t
h
i
n
g
like
t
hat
s
o
m
e
da
y
,
she
would
of
ten
t
h
ink
t
o herse
l
f.
M
axi
n
g
o
u
t
at
5
’
3”,
pale,
fre
c
k
le
d
,
a
n
d
sli
g
htly
plu
m
p,
t
h
e ing
e
n
uo
u
s
r
e
d
head
was
a
w
e
lco
m
ed
addition
to
L
e
na’s
e
x
tend
e
d
fa
m
il
y
.
Sh
e
rri
w
a
s
Lo
ga
n
’
s
dental
hy
g
ienist,
a
n
d
h
ad
gr
o
w
n
to
l
ove
t
h
e
you
ng
bo
y
.
Ge
n
e
r
ou
s of
s
p
irit,
with
a
s
o
m
e
w
h
a
t
wa
c
k
y
se
n
s
e
o
f
h
u
m
o
r,
s
h
e li
v
ed
h
e
r
life with
b
o
th
h
a
n
d
s
o
p
e
n
,
t
h
e
l
atest
test
a
m
e
n
t
o
f
w
h
ich
was t
od
ay’s
v
i
sit.
E
x
tre
m
ely
e
n
er
g
etic,
a
n
d
b
u
rsting
with
life,
S
h
erri
was conti
n
ually
bu
s
y
,
a
n
d
h
e
r
k
i
n
d
ness
in
b
ri
n
gi
n
g
H
a
ppy
by
,
an
ho
u
r
-l
on
g rou
n
d trip f
o
r
her,
u
nd
e
rsc
o
red
h
er
g
i
v
i
ng
p
e
rso
n
ality.
e
rri
ex
c
h
anged pleasantr
i
es
with
M
ary
and
Pete
r
,
a
n
d t
h
en,
h
e
r b
o
dy
a
n
d
m
ind
in
p
e
rpe
t
ual
m
o
ti
o
n
,
w
a
s
o
u
t t
h
e
f
ro
n
t
do
o
r
be
f
o
re
a
n
yo
n
e cou
l
d
t
a
ke
a
b
reath.
Lo
gan
watch
e
d
as
sh
e
left,
eyes
w
i
de
w
i
th
h
op
e
. There it
was
a
g
ain!
Sh
e
rr
i
’s hair blazed
in red
s
, or
an
ges
a
n
d
gold
as
t
h
e sun
hit
t
h
e
t
o
p
of
her
hea
d
.
Sighi
n
g
,
L
o
g
an
t
u
r
n
ed
a
nd
m
ade
his
way back to
t
h
e
c
o
ffee table,
two
c
anine
fri
e
n
ds
now standing at
t
end
a
nce.
The
m
o
rn
i
n
g
p
assed
co
ntent
e
dl
y
.
T
h
e
su
n
m
oved
ac
r
oss
t
h
e
ro
o
m
. Water
s
h
a
dow
s
danc
e
d
on
c
eili
ng
a
n
d
wa
lls
.
Here
an
d
t
h
e
re
li
ght
cau
g
h
t a
piece
of
gla
s
s
or
pris
m
,
and
rainbo
w
s
played
around
the
roo
m
.
Log
a
n c
o
lored
away, st
o
p
p
ing
now a
n
d
then
to
scratch
a w
h
ite ear, sp
o
tted
c
h
in or
ru
b
a
da
pp
led
bell
y
.
He
enj
o
y
ed
t
h
e light in
t
h
e
r
o
o
m
,
and
t
h
e rain
b
o
ws, w
h
ich were
v
isiti
n
g
h
im
t
h
is
m
o
r
n
i
n
g.
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