With the fence that I made a point of keeping in first class condition, we no longer had a problem with Comanche attacks. Actually, the only worry I h...ad for the women was an attack by a gang of Whites. The false assumption that women could not protect themselves kept the chance of such an attack in my mind. The women assured me that they could take care of themselves, and I intellectually believed them, but I still worried. Go figure.Anyway, as soon as the weather moved into spring-like. ‘Goodnight, I’ll see you in the morning.’ And then you walked away, to your beat up old pickup truck. I got in my blue Malibu and drove to my parents’ house where I was staying while I was in town. I walked inside to see that no one was home and went upstairs into my childhood bedroom. It was still the same as when I left it when I was seventeen. The walls were still a butterscotch color with suns, moons and stars as a border. I lay down in my bed and tried, unsuccessfully, to sleep. Tossing. I seemed to be like a still point of misery in a world that whirled around me. The minister of our church who was to conduct the funeral service arrived. He asked me to talk about Ted, but what could I say? Ted had been some eleven years older than me. I had met him at a party when I was nineteen. I suppose it was love at first sight for after that no other man interested me. It was not that Ted was outstandingly good looking. I suppose “pleasant looking” best describes him. It was his. Not that I don't mind if Ibecame pregnant with Carly's child, but it's not the right time. Thankyou for telling me the truth, but it isn't something that you shouldconcern yourself with- it's my body functions and it's private."Devon blushed and left the room, with Cora telling Carly, "I love herbut sometimes she's too honest. I did enjoy what we did and am happythat you weren't upset with me. If you never want to use 'it' again Iunderstand. Please don't get upset at her for trying to get us.