I just ignored it as I had nothing to do with that also no men are making fun of that now. We started conversation as how I am, how she is, how things...are going and all and she thanked me I asked for what she told about incident took in event. I said its ok (I didn’t know what to tell for that) she asked why didn’t I tell her directly or message me directly, I said I felt it wasn’t good talking about that to a girl for which she said not to hesitate, you can talk directly to me.The moment I. Eric..." Hervoice spoke with an eastern accent, again she pulled at herhair wildly blowing in the warm dusty breeze."Okay Erica, you need to put your finger in this hole tostop his bleeding, I'll run and get a doctor." He didn'twait for an answer, he pushed her slender finger into thesolders wound and raced back toward a wagon.Eric watched the officer race away, tears still streamingdown her dirty cheeks. She looked into the eyes of thesoldier he was watching her closely, "You shouldn't be. No matter how out sex life was in perfect sync there were a few incompatibilities between us. Heidi was a true blue liberal in every sense; she hated guns and the South. I on the other hand, have a large gun collection and retired to Florida because I love the South and am a staunchly conservative Republican.I might have accepted the problem areas and married Heidi for all her good points. I did not do that because my karma was finally swinging to the happy side. To my much undeserved good. Stepping out of his studio, he asked, “Why the big grin? You weren’t able to hear me.”“Didn’t have to,” she replied. “The look on your face said it all. You were thinking of me, weren’t you?”Without a word, he motioned for her to join him in his studio. Seating her in the small folding chair in the corner, he began to play once more, again losing himself in the music. As he finished the solo, Melody was no longer smiling. Her expression was one of amazement, enchantment even. Each day she lived.