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mister?”
                  “You are sensitive, Misty.”
                  “Don’t forget it, either.”
                  “It would not be possible to forget you.”
                  Misty winced.  Her shoulder hurt.
                  “What is wrong?”
                  “What’s wrong, use the contraction.”
                  “Okay.  What’s wrong?”
                  “It’s my shoulder.  Once in a while it kinks up and causes me misery.”
                  “Turn around.”
                  “Excuse me?”
                  “Face the other direction.  I fix shoulder.”
                  Misty turned on the blanket and faced the pond.  Daniel moved close behind her and straddled her with his legs. 
                  He began to rub her neck - carefully at first, more exploring than massaging. 
    Misty felt a soothing wave pass through her as soon as Daniel touched her.  He found the kink buried deep in her right shoulder and he went to work on it in earnest - applying deep pressure, then lightly working, and then applying pressure again.
                  Once the muscles in her shoulders were kneaded into compliance, Daniel moved on to Misty’s scalp. 
    His fingers dug deeply into her head, but not painfully.  His hands were full of her long blonde hair. 
    She leaned back into his chest and he responded by switching his attention to her face.  Now his touch became very gentle, he was caressing more than massaging her.
    Misty was completely gone, off in another world. 
    The only thing she wanted was for Daniel to kiss her as tenderly as he was touching her.  After a kiss she yearned for him to …
    They both heard the jeep at the same time. 
    It was coming up the road in a hurry.
    “Daniel, we have to…you have to…”
    “I know.”
    Daniel stood, gathered up his camera and gear and quickly walked to the pond.  He set up his tripod and tried to look as if he had been taking pictures all afternoon, not touching Misty.
    It was Jose.  What was he doing here?
    “Hello, Miss Misty.  I guess your phone is not working.  Your Father sent me to get you.  Something about a meeting with Father Mike you were…”
    “Oh my gosh!  I totally forgot.  Can you take Daniel back when he’s done here?”
    Misty gathered up her things and began to toss them into her car.
    “Yes, Miss.”
    Daniel heard the conversation, but pretended not to be interested.
    Jose walked over to him as Misty sped away.
    “Take many pictures today?” Jose asked.
    “Some.”
    Jose noticed that Misty’s blouse was unbuttoned and that her hair was unusually messy. 
    He knew that Daniel and Misty had not come to Martin’s Pond to take pictures.
     
     
     
     
                 
                 
                 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER FIFTEEN
     
                  What he was looking at made him furious.  He felt like a fool, a complete idiot.  He’d been duped.
                  Wilson had picked up the mail today.  That was something Misty usually handled, but she was off taking pictures with Daniel, or so he supposed.
                  He noticed an envelope from Mimi Kelly.  It was addressed to Misty.  It obviously contained pictures.
    He assumed that the package from Mimi contained sample wedding photos and a plea for Misty to reconsider her choice of a photographer.
    The note inside read, “I printed these up for you and Daniel.  I know you chose someone else, but these pics are so precious!  Thought you and Daniel would enjoy them.  Best wishes on your wedding.  Consider me next time.  Mimi.”
    I am an imbecile, Wilson chided himself.
    But it’s not too late.
    I have to find Anthony.  Now