..“Martha? Are we going to have a baby?”“Wonder who that is? Looks like they may have come from the direction of Pecan Ridge headquarters,” La...e McClanahan asked his brother as they rode their horses. They were with Don Cowden’s ranch hands driving half the large cattle herd toward the southwest pasture near Cheyenne Lands.“Let me see those glasses. It looks like there are six girls in that group, is there?” Ladd asked.“Yep, there’s six young men and six young women, all wearing buckskins. They. She was stroking my hair and hushed me. I moved my face away wiping my tears from my face, as soon as I open my eyes I see her smiling, still stroking my head. Wiping away the remaining tears my face releases. Going off topic but. Remember when you were a child and when you cried in your bed you somehow automatically fall asleep. That nearly happened with me. My head still resting on Amy's thighs, she still stroking my hair and wiping away any tears. My eyes slowly start to shut and breathing. This conversation however had a different ending."Does Dad like it that way?" I asked."He hates it," she snapped, continuing, "But I don't give a damn. Now let's go."My hesitation, my objections were ignored. She led me into her bathroom. Two separate sinks with vanities, catty corner, a commode with a linen closet inside, a glass enclosed shower and a large Jacuzzi tub. She sat me down on her vanity top and pushed my legs open. Electric razor, soap and water, safety razor, shave cream, Dad's. "No, you really can't," Angela agreed. "Hey, Nicole. It's okay. Really.I knew you'd have to give up smoking if you were to ever have a chancewith my brother, so I get it. I really do. And good for you! I couldtell you weren't really smoking those cigarettes on our walks to work.It was sweet of you to pretend." I don't mind continuing to pretend, if you want," Jordan offered."Oh, sweetie, thank you," Angela said giving Jordan a quick kiss on thelips (!!!). "Now we'll get out of your way so that.