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Show 7U while Aunt Helga' went for his medicine and AuntE l s a brought a pillow for his neck. They wove themselves delicately through his life, each in harmony with the other. The new wives sat looking on, watching and - perhaps - learning. Hannah . _ n , ^ , "Dear and I celebrated our fortieth anniversary last night," he commented with a significant glance at me. I have done my best, -"- . his look said. "We went to dinner and then to a musical version of the Cinderella story. We had a marvelous time and enjoyed ourselves immensely. Things don't change much when you're in love." "Well, Rulon," said one of the new wives reprovingly. I was atonished. It wasn't like him to discuss his relationship with one wife before all the others. Perhaps he is trying to reassure us of his love -- and to let the others know of it, too, I thought. "This reminds me of the time he took me to Crater Lake and took my hand as we looked at it. " Aunt" whispered "It was so romantic until he told me that this was where he had proposed to Karen." .ZZZITZZTZZSk sardonic, good-natured grin quirk.ed the corners- of her mouth in opposite directions. Her eyes twinkled into mine. "Hannah's the only woman I've known who's still in her girlhood after being married forty years," my father went on, oblivious to the murmurs around the room. My mother smiled and blushed, staring intently at her hands as they lay in her lap. I winced, wondering if he knew how truly he spoke - and of the pain her innocence had brought. "Tell us all about it, dear," AuntSaia!Woke in blandly. |