Normally a holiday cottage, the owner was only topleased to rent it for the winter months. As long as he vacatedbefore Easter. Before Easter he would...know. Before Easter, if he were not back inHelgarren, he would know. He had taken it in the name of David Williams, explaining that suchhas the name of his brother who had been delayed and asked him,Sophie, to arrange things on his behalf as both would be stayingthere. The payment of a month's rent in advance, together with asomewhat exorbitant. It must have something to do with those subliminalmessages that Karen had piped into my bedroom while I slept, I decided.But this business of crawling out into the hallway was even scarier thanusual. For if any of the Working Girls happened to be passing, they mighttake it into their heads to have some fun with me in this helplesscondition!Karen had told them all that I was a former male chauvinist who had triedto put them out of business, so the girls took a cruel, amused delight intormenting. Leaning forward in her saddle she affectionately patted the neck of the little mare she was riding."Oh, Emmett, I didn't realize how much I've missed the wide open spaces until now." I knew you'd love West Texas—and that West Texas would just love you," he said, smiling at his beautiful wife. She is in seventh heaven being back astride a horse. My own little Texas Cowgirl, he thought, smiling to himself."Hey, quit wasting your affection on that darned horse," he said, laughing as he watched her. Yours... and soon to be even MORE yours... Kat… purrrrrrrrrrrrr!” Early the next morning, he wrote back: “A train horn woke me up, so I thought I'd write to you real quickly and then try to get another hour or so of sleep. Before my fingers go exploring later. “Thank you for that comment about ‘sweet, gentle and kind.’ I sense that in you, too. I think we have similar philosophies about life and work and love, as well as similar background, and that's part of the attraction. Although right.