I don't know much about movies. Haven't seen too many. And I don't know anything about movie stars." "Retired," she said. "I'm sanding, varnishing, hauling trash and training my bird dog. I'm going to pick up another one pretty soon now-I picked the bitch and sire a while ago and she whelped, so as soon as they'll let him go… And I don't cook much, don't bake at all, but as it happens I have sugar for my coffee. In case you want to borrow a cup for that cake you're baking me." "My thirty-year-old daughter has a man in her life-a good man-and they're at the house every weekend," he found himself explaining. "I have reasons to stay out of the house a lot. How much sugar do you keep on hand?" She grinned at him. "Plenty." "I might need some as early as tomorrow evening," he said. "That good man my daughter has is here for the weekend." "Is that so?" Then Muriel turned her mount, facing the other way and said, "Luce!" She gave two short whistles. The Lab bolted back where she'd come from. Muriel looked over her shoulder and said, "Bring a decent bottle of red wine then," she said. She put her horse into an easy canter and followed her dog. Walt sat there for a long time, till she was out of sight. "Damn," he said aloud. *
( Robyn Carr )
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