I sighed contentedly in his arms, wishing I had the courage to tell him how I feel. He set me back down to hand me his gift. "Happy birthday, Ash!" "K...le, you didn't need to get me anything." I responded as I opened the gift. I gasped when I seen the necklace. It was beautiful, a question mark in black and pink stones, my favorite colors, set in silver. I looked up at him fondly. "Kyle, it is so beautiful. I don't know how to thank you." A blush rose into his cheeks as he mumbled. "You're. The child is a part of both the mother and the father--it was the act of love between the two that produced the child. The bond, therefore, is at a very deep level."I could think of more than one instance where there was very little love between a parent and child, but I allowed Aimee to continue."Just like a child is a part of its parents, so are Mary and Debbie a part of you. You have spent time in their minds, and they have spent time in yours. You have shared your dreams with Mary! This. It was pretty good, and I recommended it to my companions the next time they ate there.They went to the hotel and to bed, since they had to be up early to make their return trip. We bid each other goodbye with wishes for good luck and a long life. I went back to visit a saloon just to see what the night life would be like in Hopedale. Of course, I was kidding myself. The night life of any small Western town consisted of alcohol, poker, and saloon whores. I was not really interested in the first. When I went inside, I noticed it had a definite chill about it. The apartment hadn't had that much chill when I left. Sometime during the night the apartment's furnace must have come on. The house had no heat source and it was noticeable. For the time being I planned to use a couple of electric ceramic portable furnaces. I could pick them up for about a thousand dollars cheaper than a furnace.We had installed three 20 amp circuits with that kind of flexibility in mind. Houses use 15amp circuits.