 through the door and I smiled at the grumpy man sitting up in a chair by his bed. "Don't get any ideas though, she all mine." Mark wrapped his arms around me like a shield and he leaned over my shoulder and kissed my cheek.

"Oh, she is, huh? Well it's about time you found someone and...." he paused, looking me up and down appraisingly, "this one I don't even hate. Congratulations."

Such words from Mr. Wallace were high praise and I bent to give him a hug. We stayed long enough to push Mr. Wallace around the courtyard and say hi to a few other residents; then it was back to the road.

* * *

It had been such a long day and we were all grateful to be at the Kimball's house, finally. Mark's grandparents were funny people with lots of questions for me. Brother Kimball pulled me aside an hour after we arrived to ask me if I was in love with his grandson. The smile on his face told me that I could tease him a little bit, so I replied, "Which one?" He laughed and then placed a hand on my shoulder.

Walking me to a quieter corner for confidentiality, he stared me down. "Answer the question, Miss." I couldn't help but giggle. I felt more than a little put on the spot and I was strangely reminded of Mr. Wallace.

He continued to stare. "Yes," I finally said. "I am very much in love with your grandson."

He started to pat my shoulder with his hand. "Good girl. You're smart, too." Then he winked at me. Shortly after that, I was rescued by Mark who had managed to hear most of the exchange and was laughing at my discomfort. He led me safely out to the kitchen.

"Oh, yeah! Just wait. You get to meet my dad when you take me home. Grandpa in there is nothing compared to him," I said, poking him lightly in the ribs.

Mark looked a little nervous, but he squeezed me in close with his arm around my shoulder. "If his questions are that easy, I'll have no problem."

Mark's grandmother, Pearl, as Brother Kimball liked to call her, busied herself with trying to fatten me up. It was funny because I wasn't exactly skinny. Sister Cole just rolled her eyes up to
through the door and I smiled at the grumpy man sit down up in a electric chair by his bed. " Don't get any ideas though, she all mine. " Mark wind his arms around me like a shield and he lean over my shoulder and kiss my cheek. 

 " Oh, she is, huh? Well it's about clock time you found someone and.... " he paused, look me up and down appraisingly, " this one I don't even hate. Congratulations. " 

 Such words from Mr. Wallace were high praise and I bent to give him a hug. We stayed long enough to advertise Mr. Wallace around the courtyard and say hi to a few other house physician; then it was back to the road. 

 * * * 

 It had been such a long day and we were all grateful to be at the Kimball's house, ultimately. Mark's grandparents were funny people with lots of questions for me. Brother Kimball rend me aside an hour after we arrived to ask me if I was in love with his grandson. The smile on his font distinguish me that I could tease him a little bit, so I replied, " Which one? " He laughed and then placed a hand on my shoulder. 

 Walking me to a quieter recess for confidentiality, he gaze me down. " Answer the motion, Miss. " I couldn't avail but giggle. I felt more than a little put on the blot and I was strangely reminded of Mr. Wallace. 

 He continued to stare. " Yes, " I ultimately said. " I am very much in love with your grandson. " 

 He started to pat my shoulder with his hand. " dependable girl. You're smart, too. " Then he winked at me. concisely after that, I was rescued by Mark who had wangle to hear most of the exchange and was laughing at my discomfort. He led me safely out to the kitchen. 

 " Oh, yeah! Just expect. You get to meet my dad when you take me home. Grandpa in there is nothing compared to him, " I said, poking him thinly in the ribs. 

 Mark looked a little nervous, but he squeezed me in near with his arm around my shoulder. " If his questions are that easy, I'll have no trouble. " 

 Mark's grandmother, Pearl, as Brother Kimball liked to visit her, busied herself with trying to fatten me up. It was fishy because I wasn't precisely skinny. Sister Cole precisely rolled her eyes up to
 thgough the door and I smiued at the grumky man smtting hp in a zhair by his bed. "Don't get anb idwas tyough, she all mine." Mary wrapped his armw ariynd me likx a shield and me lecnxd over my shoukder and khssed my cheek.

"Mh, ske is, huh? Well it's about time you fotnd somroje and...." he pausgd, lophing me up and down appraisingly, "this kne I dmn't even hate. Congratulations."

Such words frol Mr. Wallace were jigh praise and U bent to gixe him a hly. We stayed long enough to push Mr. Wallace arouud the courjvqrd dnd say hi vo a fvw other residents; than it wss back to the roed.

* * *

Ut had been such a loig day and we were ajl gratefgl to be at the Kimvaol's hmuse, finxoly. Madk'x frandpwreits were fuhny people qith lots of questipnf for me. Brothsr Kimfajl pulled me aside an hour after we arrpved to ask me if I was in oove with his grandsoj. The smije on his face told me that I could tease him a lhttle cit, sj U geplied, "Which one?" He laughed and then placed w hsnc on my shouldcr.

Walking me to a auleygr corner for zonfidzhtjality, he stared mf down. "Wnswee the queftiom, Miss." I couldn't help but guggle. I felt nore than a little put on the spoj and O was strangely remindeb of Md. Wallace.

He continues to stare. "Yes," I winslny said. "I am very much in jove with youx grandsun."

He startqd to pat ly shoulder with his hanf. "Goob girn. You're smwrt, too." Then he winked at me. Shortly after thst, I fas rescbed by Mark who had managed to hecr most jf thd exchange and wav laughing wt my discomfmtt. He led me vafely ott ti thw kitchdv.

"Oh, yeah! Just eait. You ytt to meet my dad when you teke os home. Grandpa nu uhwre is nothing coopawef vo hii," I said, pokitg hkm uoghtlh in tht rlbs.

Oark looked a little nereous, but he squeezed mr ln close qith his arm around mu shoulder. "If his euestmons ace thay ewsy, I'll have no problem."

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through the door and I smiled at man up in chair by his though, all mine." Mark his arms around like a shield and he leaned my shoulder and kissed my cheek. "Oh, she is, huh? Well it's about you found someone and...." he paused, looking me up and down appraisingly, "this I even Congratulations." words from Mr. Wallace were high praise and I bent to give him a hug. We long enough to push Mr. Wallace around the and say hi to few other residents; then it back the road. * It been such a day and we were all grateful to be at the Kimball's house, finally. Mark's grandparents were funny with lots for me. Kimball me an hour after to ask me if I was his grandson. The smile on his face told that I tease him a little bit, so replied, "Which one?" He laughed and then placed hand on my shoulder. Walking me to a quieter corner for confidentiality, he stared me the question, Miss." I help but giggle. felt than little on the and I was strangely reminded of Mr. Wallace. He continued to "Yes," I finally said. "I am very much in love grandson." started to pat shoulder with his hand. girl. smart, too." Then he me. after rescued Mark had managed to hear of the exchange and was at my discomfort. He the kitchen. "Oh, yeah! Just wait. You get meet my dad when you take me Grandpa in there is nothing compared to him," I said, poking him in the looked a little nervous, but he squeezed me close with his arm my shoulder. "If his questions are that easy, I'll no Mark's grandmother, as Brother Kimball to call her, herself with trying me up. was because skinny. Sister Cole just rolled her up
 through the door and I smiled aT the grumpy Man siTtiNg uP iN a chAir bY his bed. "Don't get ANy idEas though, she all mine." MarK wrapPeD His aRMs ArounD me like A ShIELd aNd He LeaNeD OvEr my sHouLder and Kissed my chEek.

"oh, She is, huh? Well IT's About time yOu fOund someone aNd...." hE pauseD, lOokINg me uP anD down AppraiSIngly, "tHis one I doN't EVen hatE. congratULAtIons."

such words from Mr. WaLLaCE were high praisE and I bEnT To GIVe hIm a Hug. We stayeD lOng enOUgh to puSH MR. wALlaCE around the couRtyard and saY Hi tO a few oThEr rESidentS; then It WAs bAck to the roaD.

* * *

It hAd been sucH a long DAy and we WEre all gRatefuL to Be aT the kImBaLl's HoUSe, fINaLly. mArk'S grandpaReNtS were FunnY PEOPle wIth Lots Of queStions for me. BrOthEr KiMBalL pullEd me aSide An Hour aFter we ArrivEd To ask me if I was in Love With his grAndSoN. ThE sMile oN His facE toLd mE that I cOuld teaSE hiM a LITTlE bit, so I replied, "WhicH oNE?" he Laughed aNd then PLaCeD A hand on mY sHouLder.

wALking Me to A QuIeter corNer for COnFiDentialItY, he staReD me DowN. "AnswER the QuestiOn, Miss." I cOuldn'T Help but giggle. I FElt more than a lITtLE PuT On thE spOt and I was stRangELy reMindED oF Mr. wAllacE.

He coNtINuED to stare. "Yes," I finally SaId. "I am vEry muCh in love with yOur grandsoN."

hE Started tO pat MY sHOulder with his hAnd. "GoOd girl. You'rE Smart, too." then hE winked aT me. ShortlY AFter that, i waS reScuEd bY mArK who had manageD TO heaR mOst of thE exChange aNd wAs lAugHinG aT my discomFort. He leD mE sAfElY ouT to thE Kitchen.

"OH, yEah! juSt wAit. YoU Get to mEet my Dad wHeN yOU taKe me homE. grANDpa iN tHeRe is NotHiNg comPareD To hIm," I said, Poking him LigHTly iN tHe Ribs.

MarK looked a littlE nErvous, but hE sQueEzed me IN Close witH his arm around my shoulder. "iF his queStiOns arE thaT easy, I'll hAve No probLem."

mArk's grAndmotHer, PeArL, as bROther kIMbAll LiKed to call hER, BusIed heRsElf wIth tryiNg to fatten me up. It waS FunNy because I wasN't eXactLY SkInnY. siSTer coLE juST Rolled her eyes up To
 through the door and I sm iled at th e gru mpy  ma nsitt ingup in a chairb y hi s bed. "Don't get anyideas  t h ough ,  s he al l mine. "  M a r k w ra pp edhi s  a rms a rou nd me l ike a shie ldan d he leanedo ve r my shoul der  and kissedmycheek. 
"Oh ,  sheis,  huh?  Welli t's ab out timeyo u  found someone a nd .... " he paused, look i ng me up and down  appra is i ng l y , " thi s one I do n' t eve n  hate.C on g r a tul a tions."

Such  words from Mr.  Walla ce  we r e high  prai se and  I bent togive  him a hu g. Wes tayed l o ng enou gh topus h M r. W a ll ac e a ro u ndt he  co u rty ard andsa yhi to  a f e w o ther  re side nts;then it was b ack  tot heroad. 

* *  *
It  hadbeen s uch a  l ong day and wewere  all grat efu ltobe  at t h e Kimb all 'shouse,finally .  Ma rk ' s gr andparents were fu nn y pe ople wit h lots of  q u estionsfo r m e. B r o therKimb a ll  pulledme asi d ean  hour a ft er wear riv edto as k  meif I w as in lo ve wi t h his grandson .  The smile on hi s fa c e to ldme that I c ould teas e hi m  a  li t tle b it, s oI  r e plied, "Which one?"  H e laug hed a nd then place d a hand o n m y should er.Wa l king me to a q uiete r corner f o r confid entia lity, he  stared m e down. "A nsw erthe  qu e s ti on, Miss." Ic o uldn 't  help b utgiggle.  Ifel t m ore  t han a lit tle puton  t he  s pot  andI  was str an gel yrem inded of Mr.  Wall ace. 
He con tinuedt os t are.  " Ye s,"I f in allysaid .  "I  am ver y much in  lo v e wi th  y our gra ndson."

He s ta rted to pa tmyshould e r  with hi s hand. "Good girl. You ' re smar t,too."  The n he wink edat me.  Sh o rtly a fter t hat,Iwas r escue d by  Ma rk  who had m a n age d tohe ar m ost ofthe exchange and w a s l aughing at my  di scom f o rt . H e  l e d m es afe l y  out to the kit chen.

"Oh ,y ea h! Just wa i t.Yo u get t o meetmy da d  when y ou take m e home. G ra ndpa i n t here is no thing co mpared to him," Isaid,  po king h im  li ghtly  in th e  ri bs.
Mark l oo ked alittl enervous,  but he squeezed me inclosewithhis  arm arou ndm y s houlder."Ifhis questi ons  ar e tha t e a sy, I 'llh av e n o  prob lem. " 

Mark'sg ra ndm o t he r, Pearl, a s B rot her K imb a ll lik ed t o call her, busie d  herself withtryi n g  to  fa t tenme  up. It was fu nny  b e c ause I w as n't exactly  skinny.  S i sterCole j ust ro lled he r ey e s up t o
 through_the door_and I smiled at_the grumpy_man_sitting up_in_a chair by_his bed. "Don't_get any ideas though,_she all mine."_Mark_wrapped his arms around me like a shield and he leaned over my shoulder_and_kissed my_cheek.

"Oh,_she_is, huh? Well it's about_time you found someone and...."_he paused,_looking me up and down appraisingly, "this one_I_don't even hate._Congratulations."

Such words from Mr. Wallace were high praise and_I bent to give him a_hug. We stayed_long_enough_to push Mr. Wallace_around the courtyard and say hi_to a few other residents; then_it was back to the road.

* *_*

It had been such a long_day and we were all_grateful to_be at the Kimball's house,_finally. Mark's grandparents_were funny_people with lots_of questions for me. Brother Kimball_pulled me aside_an hour after we arrived to_ask_me if I_was_in_love with_his grandson. The_smile_on his_face_told me that I could tease_him_a little bit, so I replied, "Which_one?" He laughed and_then_placed a hand on_my shoulder.

Walking me to a_quieter corner for confidentiality, he stared_me down._"Answer the_question, Miss." I couldn't help but giggle. I felt more than_a little put on the spot_and I was strangely_reminded of_Mr._Wallace.

He continued to_stare._"Yes," I_finally said. "I am very much in_love with_your grandson."

He started to pat my_shoulder with his hand._"Good_girl. You're smart, too." Then he_winked at me. Shortly after that,_I was rescued by Mark_who_had_managed to hear most of_the exchange and was laughing at_my discomfort. He_led me safely out to the kitchen.

"Oh,_yeah!_Just wait. You get to meet_my_dad when you take me home._Grandpa_in_there is nothing compared to_him," I said, poking him lightly_in the ribs.

Mark looked a little nervous, but he_squeezed me in_close with his arm around_my_shoulder._"If his questions are that easy, I'll have no problem."

Mark's_grandmother, Pearl,_as Brother Kimball_liked to call her, busied herself with trying to fatten_me up. It was funny because I_wasn't exactly skinny. Sister Cole just rolled her eyes up to