It will be the centennial after all. I can't believe they will ignore that." I doubt it," Seth said. The girl he had invited to the picnic backed out ...t the last moment, pleading dyspepsia."Hard to forget a hanged brother," said Mr. French, straightening the creases in his white, linen trousers."Every agriculture association meeting I've been to," Seth told them, "is dominated by the former rebs even though Mr. Bradley is very reasonable. They didn't even mention the 4th of July, not once." You. " She looked at me for a moment as if deciding whether she should ask the next question. "No, what I mean is do you think I'm... ah... well attractive to men... ah... in... well... a sexual way?" She seemed relieved to have gotten the question out, and at the same time somehow embarrassed. I set my glass down and stood up, taking her by the hand and pulling her to me. "Well, let's see." I replied. I stepped back releasing her. She stood there bathed in the firelight. She watched me with an. We need to pack up the vehicles and head that way. Can we get directions?"Bryan gave them directions to a nearby roadside park, with the proviso that they call when they get there."Our driveway is nearly impossible to find unless you are looking for it," Bryan explained. "I will come out to the highway on an ATV and lead you back in." Can I have GPS coordinates for your farm?" Rob asked, a tinge of suspicion in his voice."Sure," Bryan said. He pulled up a digital map of the farm on the computer. Justsomething to relax you.” I notice now that she ispartially undressed, panties and bra, garter-belt andhose, and incongruously, there is a lei around her neck.“Something in my drink?” I say. “Why?”“Just something to relax you,” she says again. “You arerelaxed, aren’t you Mom?” My daughter is shimmeringhair, and the magic gleam of moonlight dancing inamethyst eyes. She rises and moves to stand close besidethe bed, her eyes still.