”Shea was brushing my hair out and said. “I am not sure if anyone has told you that, but you are very beautiful, and tonight you look quite stunni...g.”Her comment touched the vanity of my female persona as I looked at myself in the reflection field. The long blonde hair had the same color as that of my mother and suddenly I was reminded of her and I felt guilty for no longer having nightmares or thinking much about that event, but now I saw her, right there in the mirror. Not that my mother. "Besides he has probably gone off to gather more of his forces before challenging us further. Go back to sleep, I'll check my wards and join you in a few minutes." My wards checked out at full strength, and I soon cuddled back up to Robert and dropped off to sleep. There were no further incidents that night.We were up early the next morning, our fourth here together. Breakfast was consumed at a leisurely pace. There was no need or acute desire this morning, but I could feel Robert's presence in. ”She took a sip of her coffee, set the cup back on the table, holding it with both hands. I reached out and gently took her right hand in my left. She looked down at our joined hands, and then back up at me with mingled apprehension and pleasure.“Is this okay?” I asked gently.Sharon’s lips quirked in a smile. “This is all new to me.”“Which, being In West Texas, or eating breakfast in a converted mobile home?”Her smile widened into a grin for a moment. “This” she squeezed my hand gently.. " Very well, mother, I will do my duty." Actually, if the kisses were part of it, she thought that it might grow pleasant quite soon. Not soon enough, of course. The wedding would be months away."Would Charlotte Larson come forward," Dan said at the end of the service Sunday. When she did, "I want you all to know that Charlotte has done me the honor of accepting my proposal of matrimony. I thought that I would never see any of your faces again, but -- God willing -- I shall see most of you one.