As usual you have hogged the covers again but this time not for the warmth.Slowly I turn around to face you.In the soft starlight that shines through ...ur bedroom window I can make out your beautiful body, pressed around the twisted covers as in a lovers embrace.A thin layer of perspiration covers your skin and you make small movements as in response to some erotic outside stimuli.For a moment I wonder to whom you are making love in your dream but that feeling of jealousy is nipped in the butt. Mercifully, he was the one to break the ice:"I let myself in through the back door," he began calmly; "I hope you don't mind. I just thought we were pretending that you weren't home yet, and so I used the key like I always do."I couldn't argue with his logic, but I was still in too much of a state of shock to reply. Finally, after along and awkward pause, he spoke again:"I cleaned out the tank, changed the filter, and fed the fish while I was…er…waiting for you to wake up from your…uh…nap."My. "So, have you decided whoyou're going to invite to your wedding?" Mom asked me. Aside from Darla,Aunt Vivian, and Sally, there was no one in particular I wanted toinvite. I thought for a moment maybe Mr. Ferris, or Mr. Hospin? Nah,they weren't really friends, more like business acquaintances. "It has to be a small affair Mom. I can't afford anything else! Maybe Ican get Fred to be the DJ?" Mom smiled appreciatively at my practicalattitude. "Well, generally the bride's family gets stuck with the. Still we managed rides for everyone. Madison and I hunted, and then scouted the trail like Dawn and I had on our original trip to Omaha. This time, we extended our daily travel to twenty-five miles, pushing the mules since it would be a short trip. The men changed off driving since we traveled from dawn until dark. We stopped for lunch when we reached a stream where the mules could drink and took about half an hour to eat a cold lunch.The cooks from the gold mine and some from the coal mine.