" "Listen Bailey, we've been over this before. You knew damn well this track was here when you bought that farm. Now that you're down the road you sta...rt bitching about the noise. I was here first." "Thet's a prime piece of land and I intend to farm it. I paid good money for it to Sutter's widder; she wuz lettin' the place go to blazes. It's prime land I tell ye'." "Look, I was here first and that's that. Complain all you want, it won't do any good. Now, get out of here, I've got races to run.". Focus." She pointed at her eyes, then his.He took a deep breath, turned to her. "The ah, pills Claude had me take are making me ... jittery." He blinked, shook it off. "I'm good though. Go ahead." Up til now, you've been having fun. You like my daughter, I get that. She's a hot little thing. What you're about to do, though, is going to change things. You're binding her to your life, pretty much permanently. You understand that?"Richard smiled tolerantly. He paused to collect his thoughts. "I'm. She became more and more despondent about leaving Eric as the time for their move approached. She believed that she was in love with him and didn't want to leave him. She was also smart enough to know that she could never have him, not like she wanted. The evening before she left, Eric arranged to be alone with her at his house so they could be together one last time. For some reason even she couldn't explain, she lied to her parents, saying that she was spending the evening with friends. She'd. He knew that. He accepted it without question. He loved his wife. She loved her husband. He had no real intention of jeopardizing that. He was sure she felt the same.But for now, he felt sand from the beach between his toes. The cool wind blowing in from the ocean ruffled his hair, rippled his pants and shirt. The sun warmed his face.The same beach's sand scratched between her toes. The same ocean's wind tossed her hair. The same sun warmed far more than her face. She lay on the chair, her.