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Ray, who was closest to her. "Thank you so much for coming! I can't wait to show you everything."
"Tell me what's been going on with everyone," Polly said. "Where's the last place you traveled, Ray? Jon, what celebrity girls have you been dating? How's your mother and is Drea doing okay? I haven't heard from her in a while, but she said she had some big projects that she was working on. Do you think she'll ever get married? And ..."
"Stop right there," Ray said, putting his hand on her arm. "You've worked up a full head of steam. We have time to discuss everything. One of us will always be with you."
"All of the time?"
"Okay. We'll let you and that husband of yours ... what's his name, Hank?"
"Henry. And you know that. Be good."
He laughed. "Anyway, we'll let you and Hank have your time together, but during the day if you aren't locked in your apartment, one of us will be with you."
She linked each arm into one of theirs and led them down the hall to the addition, singing "We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Oz."
The boys pushed the double doors open and when they arrived in front of the elevator to the second floor, they stopped and looked down at her. "Now what?" Jon asked.
"I stop being a happy goofball and take you up to your rooms. I've sent your room keys to your phones. You'll have access to those doors and the outside doors."
"Everyone has those? Even old guests?"
"No. We knock them off the system when they leave. It's easy to do."
"Okay. Just checking."
Polly opened the door to the front bedroom and then stepped back and opened the door to the back room. She looked down at the small black duffels they were carrying and said, "That's all you have? Even for you, that seems paltry."
Jon dropped his bag in the front room. "Another couple of bags in the car. We'll get those after we're settled. Now, don't you worry about us, little girl. We're here to take care of you, not the other way around."
"You're going to have to stop with this little girl thing," Polly said. "People see me as a business woman here in Bellingwood. It's all quite proper."
Ray walked into the back room. "I don't buy the proper thing. That's never been you. But this place certainly does fit you. It's peaceful and comforting." He ran his hand across the desk as he walked to the back window and looked out at the sycamore trees along the creek bed.
"Damn girl, but this is nearly perfect. I can see why you left Boston to come back here. What a wonderful place to breathe." He came back over to her and took her hand. "I'm very proud of you. I always knew you were special, but it warms my heart to see what you've done." He held her hand and she followed him to the windows looking to the south and the pasture where the horses were playing.
"These are yours too?"
"Those are my Percherons." She pointed at them. "That's Nat, Daisy, Demi and Nan. And those two donkeys? They're Tom and Huck." Polly leaned against him. "I never thought I'd be able to show you what I have here. I'm so glad you've come."
"You keep saying that. We should have come earlier. Life just keeps us moving, though."
"I know that. I'm so mad that Joey is messing in my life again, but at the same time, if it's what brought you two out here, then I can't hate him."
"Yes you can," Jon said. "You can hate him all you want and still be glad that we're here."
"So really, Jon," Polly teased. "Still no one special in your life? There's no girl that's going to pine for you while you're out of town?"
He puffed out his chest and ran his fingers through the thick, black hair on his head. "You think one woman can handle this?"
She huffed out a laugh. "I guess not. What about you, Ray? No one?"
Ray sighed and gave her a small smile. "You were the only woman for me, Polly-girl."
"That's not what I mean. You know I would have dropped everything for you back in those days, but you didn't want me."
"No. You're right. And Drea would have killed us if we'd ever put the
"Tell me what's been going on with everyone," Polly said. "Where's the last place you traveled, Ray? Jon, what celebrity girls have you been dating? How's your mother and is Drea doing okay? I haven't heard from her in a while, but she said she had some big projects that she was working on. Do you think she'll ever get married? And ..."
"Stop right there," Ray said, putting his hand on her arm. "You've worked up a full head of steam. We have time to discuss everything. One of us will always be with you."
"All of the time?"
"Okay. We'll let you and that husband of yours ... what's his name, Hank?"
"Henry. And you know that. Be good."
He laughed. "Anyway, we'll let you and Hank have your time together, but during the day if you aren't locked in your apartment, one of us will be with you."
She linked each arm into one of theirs and led them down the hall to the addition, singing "We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Oz."
The boys pushed the double doors open and when they arrived in front of the elevator to the second floor, they stopped and looked down at her. "Now what?" Jon asked.
"I stop being a happy goofball and take you up to your rooms. I've sent your room keys to your phones. You'll have access to those doors and the outside doors."
"Everyone has those? Even old guests?"
"No. We knock them off the system when they leave. It's easy to do."
"Okay. Just checking."
Polly opened the door to the front bedroom and then stepped back and opened the door to the back room. She looked down at the small black duffels they were carrying and said, "That's all you have? Even for you, that seems paltry."
Jon dropped his bag in the front room. "Another couple of bags in the car. We'll get those after we're settled. Now, don't you worry about us, little girl. We're here to take care of you, not the other way around."
"You're going to have to stop with this little girl thing," Polly said. "People see me as a business woman here in Bellingwood. It's all quite proper."
Ray walked into the back room. "I don't buy the proper thing. That's never been you. But this place certainly does fit you. It's peaceful and comforting." He ran his hand across the desk as he walked to the back window and looked out at the sycamore trees along the creek bed.
"Damn girl, but this is nearly perfect. I can see why you left Boston to come back here. What a wonderful place to breathe." He came back over to her and took her hand. "I'm very proud of you. I always knew you were special, but it warms my heart to see what you've done." He held her hand and she followed him to the windows looking to the south and the pasture where the horses were playing.
"These are yours too?"
"Those are my Percherons." She pointed at them. "That's Nat, Daisy, Demi and Nan. And those two donkeys? They're Tom and Huck." Polly leaned against him. "I never thought I'd be able to show you what I have here. I'm so glad you've come."
"You keep saying that. We should have come earlier. Life just keeps us moving, though."
"I know that. I'm so mad that Joey is messing in my life again, but at the same time, if it's what brought you two out here, then I can't hate him."
"Yes you can," Jon said. "You can hate him all you want and still be glad that we're here."
"So really, Jon," Polly teased. "Still no one special in your life? There's no girl that's going to pine for you while you're out of town?"
He puffed out his chest and ran his fingers through the thick, black hair on his head. "You think one woman can handle this?"
She huffed out a laugh. "I guess not. What about you, Ray? No one?"
Ray sighed and gave her a small smile. "You were the only woman for me, Polly-girl."
"That's not what I mean. You know I would have dropped everything for you back in those days, but you didn't want me."
"No. You're right. And Drea would have killed us if we'd ever put the
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