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any, freckles or dots,” said Seanna smiling.
         “Now I am going to have to look up our names , Leal, and see what they mean,” Trisha said.
         “I already know. It means ‘faithful’. Mom said she purposely named me that so that unlike my father, I would grow up to be a faithful man.”
         “So I am the only one who doesn’t know what my name means,” pouted Trish a.
         “It probably means ‘little bossy woman’,” said Daffyd.
         “I say ‘woman who can cook’,” volunteered Bryce.
         “Actually it means ‘generous and likable’,” corrected Samantha. “I had a student named Trisha .”
         “So true! That’s me!” said Trisha.
         “Well, miss likable, can you be generous and hand me another of your banana muffins?” asked her husband.
         “You are so faithful in your pursuit of good food,” said Daffyd.
         Soon they were making puns out of all their names and their meanings. Nobody was in a hurry to leave the cheerful table. Once again Samantha laughed until her stomach hurt. Finally, they ran out of ideas and sat around chuckling.
         “I better get out there and mow some brush down so we have a safe place to light up our fireworks tonight,” said Leal as he reluctantly got up.
         “I’ll clean up this mess,” offered Samantha.
         “Me too,” said Seanna.
         “Didn’t you want to take Seanna out for a drive to see the country?” asked Daffyd.
         “That would be great! I have wanted to take some pictures of the mountains,” exclaimed Seanna.
         “I’ll help your mom in the kitchen. I think I remember how to do dishes,” said Daffyd shooing the kids out of the kitchen.
         “Well, if you two can handle kitchen duty, I’ll go work in the flower beds,” Trish a said as she too left the table.
     
         Bryce and Seanna took off into the back roads and mountains. It was a gorgeous day for a drive. They chatted and made small talk. Bryce acted as tour guide and told her what he knew about the area. Soon they decided to head to town for munchies. They popped into the local grocery store and stopped by a fruit stand and grabbed some fresh peaches. Bryce suggested taking them to the park and relaxing in the shade for a while. The park had several shady spots and the greenest grass Seanna had ever seen, even in rainy Washington and lush Wisconsin. Soon they were perched on a picnic table and the conversation switched from small talk to the kind that people use to really get to know one another.
         “So Trish tells me that your dad passed away recently,” stated Bryce.
         “Yep, a few months ago. Now it’s just me and mom.”
         “Both of my parents were killed in a plane crash three months before I graduated high school. It’s been pretty hard. I am the only kid, so now it’s just me, my grandparents and Uncle Daffyd. My mother’s parents both passed away when I was younger. It’s funny how a family can just whittle down to just a few people,” explained Bryce.
         “ I never met my real dad. Dad, well Richard, was my step-dad. He was the only Dad I ever knew and he treated me like his own. Neither one of my parents had siblings, and I am an only child. I guess my birth father may have other kids, but it doesn’t really matter,” said Seanna.
         “Do you ever wi sh that you had brothers or sister?” asked Bryce.
         “Sometimes I used to…but most of the time it was nice getting all the attention. Money wise , things would have been harder if our family would have been bigger. Why, do you wish you had siblings?” she asked.
         “Not any more. When I was little I did. My parents adopted me when I was eight, I was in foster care. I used to ask my parents to get me a little brother. But their being missionaries also meant money was short and it would have been harder with them being overseas.”