"Where's Mr. Bond?" I quailed."Left yesterday. Won't be back for a few weeks. I speak with him daily,of course. There's a powder-room just behind you,... she suggested, almostwith amusement. "You can change in there." For a moment, I'd thought she expected me to drop my shorts right infront of her. Refusing that seemed risky, but compliance was impossible.I eagerly escaped to the dilemma-solving privacy of the powder-room.Shaking with fear, I exchanged my frayed, sweaty boxer-briefs for. She came out to the porch and looked down the pasture to where the flat white snow was only broken by the single track where I’d ridden down yesterday to check the fences. A new track in the snow was following Roy.She was wearing the long dress she’d put on to make breakfast, but even after lunch, her feet were still bare, and she hopped around on the cold porch. Framed by her chestnut hair, a wrinkle in her forehead, her green eyes looked up at me.“He coming here?” she asked.“Looks like,” I. More

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