She wasn’t thin as a rail but she definitely wasn’t fat either. She normally tied her brown hair back with a head band that ran from the back of h...r neck up behind her ears and across the top of her forehead. She had a pretty face and a smile that I was in love with. The other daughter, Jinni was just a thinner, younger version of Shela. Tom and I were always doing something if he wasn’t working in the café. Each of the three kids had days that they had to work. Normally one of the girls. "Barry never got anything more than a brief kiss from me and that wasn't anything to write home about." What about you? How are you holding up since Chad Michaels moved away?" Dani continued and enjoying the stunned look on her sister's face."You knew?" Dina asked."Yes. He told Mark Williams, who told me," Dani replied."We only did it twice and it wasn't all that great so I don't miss it and doing all right without it," Dina answered as she stared into her sister's eyes."You've found someone. However, I think even a stillborn or one who died in infancy would have merited an entry. But there wasn’t. Abigail herself did eventually go on to be a significant matriarch and had seven children who survived to adulthood and two that did not. But for Abigail’s generation, she was the lone entry.The diary entries became more and more cryptic, I think she was somewhat afraid of my grandfather reading them. The words about Estelle, even watered down, showed a depth of feeling that only Abigail. It was strange but she and I could not get together without feeling a heat. When we would go out in public we would usually end up cutting our evening short and hurry back to one of our apartments for private, carnal activities. As I learned more about Gracie’s history her current attitudes made more sense. Gracie had been born and raised in a semi-rural area of Kansas. Her parents had a large, successful farm and the nearest town was about 15 miles away. She had one older brother that was.