I tell you that the weather will be ok in the afternoon, the rain should stop. you tell me thats fine we are heading out anyway, we hear a truck pull...up out front and you walk over to the door and open it, i go to see who it is and 2 men get out and one goes tot he back of the truck and the other heads towards where your standing. you ask if he needs anything, and he tells you that he has a delivery to this house and you say there must be some mistake, and he hands you the slip, on it, it. What is it about?" Well, I was thinking about three things," he began. And then he sat down and patted the bed next to him. With some reluctance, I went and sat down next to him. Once I was settled, he took my hands in his."I love you, Moira. I haven't told you that enough. Maybe, until recently, I didn't realize just how much I love you. That's not one of the 'three things', but I needed to tell you that first."His blue eyes, those amazing blue eyes ... Lord, they were filled with love. Love. So, yes, she knew that look.Caught up in her own thoughts, Morgan almost missed the turn-off to her cabin when the narrow road opened to a bell-shaped turnaround marked with a "Private Property" sign. She shifted the car into park and sat with the engine idling softly. An unmarked and almost overgrown path led from behind the sign through the trees. The path never did get used much. Richard hated the cabin, hated the rustic "work-for-it" life she sought out during their infrequent vacations, so. My father says again you have got the wrong house. he then puts a knife to my neck and cuts me i scream my dad is dad stands up he hits him again and says dont move. i shout stop it, please i do anything the bloke with the basebat looks at my father and say see she loves you. he then tell the other bloke who is holding me to let me go, i run to my father who is tied to a chair, he says to me i am sorry you are involved in this. he then grabs me and says to my father,doesn't she look beautiful?.