It was a hard choice but it had been freely made.As the women started to dig I felt a presence again and a new thought filled and gladdened me."No, I ...aid. Place him where my mother lies. She asks for him. Please."There was a momentary murmur from those around me. Then there was general agreement.Our graves are marked with rocks and trees rather than headstones and words. My mother is buried near a large oak tree and this is where we buried John. At this time of year only a few late roses could. How are you at putting together a meal for us?" I could do that, I'm sure." Right. Why don't you start now, and show us what you can do at short notice? You know where the kitchen is, Peggy."Peggy rushed off to get started. Once she was gone, Amelia asked Trevor, "Well, my husband, what do you think about this girl's proposal?"Trevor considered. "She is a nice girl. I enjoyed making love to her, but I am not "in love" with her. That may come with time. As to her becoming another wife, that is. They made rapid progress and soon had it mapped out. When Simon had arrived in the village Dan had given him what he’d described as a few home truths. Whilst the Parochial Church Council were well-meaning, giving them an idea would be it’s kiss of death. Even if it managed to escape, it would, probably bear no resemblance to the original idea. Best, by far, said Dan, to present a solid idea listing those who’d have specific functions and duties. That way, he’d said, less chance of them wanting. "I guess that's a good thing on game day." Well you too look chipper so I guess you two had fun last night" I retorted.Amanda had a small smile on her face as John said "That we did, Mike, that we did" and put his arm around her."Well I'm glad someone did" I said a bit frustrated.Amanda stopped smiling and looked a bit concerned while John laughed at my plight."Well you can take your frustrations out on North Dakota forwards then Mike" he said with a grin.Amanda elbowed him in the ribs and said.