I've left several messages, but so far no reply. She's addicted to her iPhone." Okay, give me a minute." I took my phone out of my pocket and looked u...p the number Harold had given me. I was quietly kicking myself for not following up sooner once I learned who John Johnson really was.I pressed in the number and waited at the call went through. It rang several times before it was picked up and I handed the phone to Sally."Mother? Is that you? Are you all right?"Pause"You don't sound right. What's. We can't just turn her loose. There ain't no way a girl her age kin make her own way out here in the wilderness." To tell the truth, Sally, I kind of hoped that she would fit in with us. I got to know her pretty well on our ride in from where I found her, and I would like to keep her, if you agree to that."That got me a big hug and kiss. "Oh, John, ya always do the proper thin'! I, too, want ta keep her with us. She's a wonderful girl, an' she is a big help ta me. Let's adopt her an' make her. She reached to rub where my hand quite possibly had left a print.I was the wary one now. This woman had a depth to her that I hadn't seen very much of. I already knew she had to have incredible strength to have raised two such great kids alone. Now I got this feeling that made the hairs stand up on the back of my neck that I was messing with the mother bear of those cubs.Still ... I wasn't afraid of her. Not exactly. I suspected there would be payback. But I was also already resigned to. I said that would be nice. on this day she had a nice dress on with sheer grey tights and black heels. when we got to the pub and ordered lunch and a drink we made small talk then suddenly she asked me if i liked her legs. i was a bit shy and asked why she asked this and she said she'd noticed me a few times looking at her legs and then saw me looking at her feet the day before when she had her heels off. i admitted to her that i thought she had very nice legs and pretty feet and she smiled and.