“Good day to you, Miss Lewis. A horse, you say?” he was quickly contemplating how much he could earn from us. “Well now, I’ve a nice gentle na... that I could part with, I suppose. Let me see.” I felt Miranda breathe a sigh of relief at the words ‘gentle nag.’“That won’t do. I need a fast horse.”“Miss Lewis, a horse is not fast if you cannot ride it.”“Ah. You have one.”“Well, yes. But he is scarcely broke and certainly not gentled.”“Let me see.”“Certainly, Miss Lewis, but he is breeding stock and. Do you know how handsome you really are Elliott? I know I could tell you but the best way, without making love to you, is to write my feelings down on paper, but you probably wouldn’t appreciate that, would you?” “Sure I would,” he said. “I do mean that too. I always love reading. I mean, not only the sports section or some crap like science fiction. I love reading deeper stuff. I happen to love English. I have even read Values. It’s always been the biggest interest in my life,” he admitted to. It must be Dan, he thought and headed for the kitchen.At the sink, Dan wore only a pair of boxers and Jack silently approached and wrapped him in his arms before kissing the nape of Dan's neck and shoulders. He then pinched Dan's nipples, whispering in his ear, “Hi baby.” Dan groaned.Mary waited a couple of minutes before following Jack out of the bedroom. Seeing a light coming from the kitchen and hearing low voices, Mary stealthily made her way into the dark front room and stood by the sofa.. After her disastrous marriage to Bruce, who never consulted her on anything, I was surprised that she chose secrecy above honesty. Before she screwed up enough courage to tell me what was going on, she had crossed the barrier that took her away permanently, as far as I was concerned. In one respect, having once held her as my One True Love, her loss hurt, but I could still give her my blessing, hold no grudges, and go on with my life.Winnie and Jack were a different story. To start – Winnie was.