“Dog poop all over your foot,” I whispered.“EWWW! Gross,” she complained.I kissed her cheek as I moved my lips closer to her ear and said, “...ome might say that about the big wet spot you about had from the sheer pleasure of being held by my strong arms. Oh, green tar baby diaper explosion.”That made her fight to get out of my arms, letting me pick up her younger brother.The gymnast went to her sister and whispered, “Be careful. He knows that we squirt and says the grossest things.”I whispered,. Set several years after Charlies Pain and Healing17. REWARDS OF VIRTUEDonald (Don) Fielding, wife JANICEBarbara FieldingAlexander (Alex) Fielding (his father = Donald)Sam Fielding, son by Alice FowlerJulie Fielding, Daughter by Alice FowlerJoseph Fielding, son by BrandyNOW, ON TO THE NEWEST STORY ABOUT OUR HEROES, THE FIELDINGS... THE RISE OF FAMILY FIELDINGBY SW MO HERMITJULY 1, 1898, Somewhere on San Juan Hill, CubaA dirty, emaciated young man groaned and tried to roll over as he frantically. "What should we call her?" How about Fran?" Oh, that's sweet! Fran it is, then." And from then on, I was Fran.It was a nice name, much more sensible than Delicia. I abandonedDelicia without a thought and thought of myself as Fran from that timeon."Wait till Daddy sees you," Sis said.Daddy...! Oh, my God! In my excitement, I had forgotten about him.What would he say when he saw me this way? When they told him why Iwas dolled up like this? What would he do? For the first time inthis whole. “Anyone could tell you’re an artist.”“Thank you. And yes, I do have a knack for decorating, you could say.” He hung her coat and hat up on a row of hooks next to the door as she pulled her gloves off, placing them in her bag. She had dressed simply, but he couldn’t help looking at her. Soft worn dark jeans, the knees and hems faded and fraying slightly and a fuzzy dove grey off-the-shoulder sweater, the sleeves long and furling over her hands. “You look lovely.” She flushed slightly.“Thank you..