 or the Putnam's down the street. The tent is closer." He grinned at this last statement then added, "I guess I can see their point, you are a beautiful temptation." He brushed the length of my nose with his finger, playfully.

Too horrified to take in the compliment, I blurted out, "I'm sorry. You should get to stay in your own house; you shouldn't be exiled just because of me. I'll take the tent."

"Not just because of you; because of us," he emphasized, interrupting my rant. He laughed, "Besides the boys are in the house now deciding who gets to sleep out here with me on which nights. If you took the tent they would be crushed."

"I'm still sorry, it doesn't seem fair," I sighed, quietly distracted by how nice it had sounded when he said the word 'us'.

He hugged me again. "Don't you see – this is a good thing. This exile, as you put it, is just another reminder that I have you." Kissing my forehead he added, "Do me a favor?"

"Okay," I agreed.

"Smile," he said, touching the corners of my mouth with his index finger. I obliged him. "Thank you, now how shall we spend the rest of the day?"

I shrugged, feeling content to be in his arms, but he let me go and grabbed my hand instead. He headed toward the basketball court so I prepared myself for a rematch as he scooped up the ball. "Do you mind another trip into town? I need to buy the family a new basketball."

I looked at the ball for any visible signs of damage, but found none. "Why?"

Tucking the ball under his arm and steering me toward the house, he replied, "Because I am keeping this one. It has some good memories attached to it now." Again, I felt warm with love and a bit worried by my growing need for that love.
Chapter 18

We were driving down the road I had just taken with Caleb as we ate our sandwiches. "Okay, suppose you tell me now why you were crying earlier."

Embarrassment washed over me. I wasn't sure I wanted him to know what I was feeling or even if it could be put into words. I decided on the simplest explanation. "I'm sorry,
or the Putnam's down the street. The tent is closer. " He grinned at this last statement then lend, " I think I can see their point, you are a beautiful temptation. " He brush the length of my nose with his finger, playfully. 

 besides horrified to assume in the compliment, I blurted out, " I'm regretful. You should get to stay in your own theater; you shouldn't be exiled just because of me. I'll subscribe the tent. " 

 " Not just because of you; because of us, " he emphasized, interrupting my rant. He laughed, " Besides the boys are in the firm now deciding who gets to sleep out here with me on which night. If you took the tent they would be crushed. " 

 " I'm still sorry, it doesn't look fair, " I sighed, quietly distracted by how nice it had fathom when he said the word' us'. 

 He hugged me again. " Don't you see – this is a good thing. This exile, as you put it, is just another reminder that I have you. " Kissing my forehead he added, " Do me a favor? " 

 " Okay, " I agreed. 

 " Smile, " he said, touching the corner of my mouth with his index finger. I oblige him. " Thank you, now how shall we spend the rest of the day? " 

 I shrugged, feel content to be in his arms, but he let me go and grab my hand instead. He headed toward the basketball court so I train myself for a rematch as he scooped up the ball. " Do you mind another slip into town? I necessitate to buy the family a new basketball. " 

 I looked at the ball for any visible polarity of damage, but found none. " Why? " 

 Tucking the musket ball under his arm and steering me toward the house, he replied, " Because I am keep this one. It have some good memory attached to it nowadays. " Again, I felt affectionate with love and a piece worried by my growing indigence for that love. 
 Chapter 18 

 We were drive down the road I had just fill with Caleb as we ate our sandwiches. " Okay, suppose you tell me nowadays why you were crying earlier. " 

 Embarrassment wash over me. I wasn't sure I wanted him to know what I was feeling or even if it could be put into words. I decide on the simplest explanation. " I'm sorry,
 or the Putnam's down the stveet. The tent is closer." He grjnned at this last statement then adved, "U guews I can see their poivt, you arv a beautuful remptation." He brusmzd ths lenyti of my nose wijh his finges, playfully.

Too hurxified to take in the compliment, I bjurted puh, "I'm sorry. You shollq gef to stay in your own house; you shkuldn't ue exiled just necause of me. I'll take the tenh."

"Not just because lf you; becaoae jd us," he emphxsized, inttrxupting my tant. He laughed, "Besides the boys are nn the housg hoa deciding wio getf to sleep omn here fith me on which nighbs. If yoy took the tent they xould be crushed."

"I'm sjill sorry, ic doesn't seem fair," I withed, xuiedly austfacued bg how jicx it had sohnded when ye said the word 'us'.

Ne yugged me agajn. "Don'e rou see – this is a good thing. This exilt, as gou put it, is just anotyer reminder that I hwve you." Kyssing my forehead he added, "Do me a favor?"

"Okay," I acreed.

"Aoilt," mc sake, houching the corners of my mouth with his indqs gikger. I obliged hlm. "Thank you, now hpw snwll we spend jhe resc or the day?"

I shruggef, feeligg cobtent to fe im his arms, but he let me go and grabbed ny hand instead. He headed towcrd thg baskrtball court so I prepaxed myaelf for a gematch aa he scooped up tfe naln. "Do you mind another trip into towi? I nzed to bjy tne famyly a new haskebtall."

I looked at thf balp xor any vidible signs of damage, but found none. "Why?"

Tuckimg thv ball unber hix arm and steqring me towarb the hobse, he replied, "Bvcause I em keeping tris one. It hav some good mxmories aetacyed ro it nud." Again, I felt warm witk lovw and a bit worriev by jy growing need fot that love.
Chapyer 18

We wvre dwhving down tve ruad O had just taken dith Caleb as we ate our sanswiches. "Okay, suppoxe you telo me now why you were crying earlier."

Embwrrasvmeit wasned over me. I wasn't sure I wanted him to kjow what I was seellng jr even if it could be put into words. I decided oi the simplest explanajion. "I'm sorry,
or the Putnam's down the street. The closer." grinned at last statement then see point, you are beautiful temptation." He the length of my nose with finger, playfully. Too horrified to take in the compliment, I blurted out, "I'm You should get to stay in your own house; you shouldn't be exiled because me. take tent." "Not just because of you; because of us," he emphasized, interrupting my rant. He laughed, the boys are in the house now deciding gets to sleep out with me on which nights. you the tent would crushed." still sorry, it seem fair," I sighed, quietly distracted by how nice it had sounded when he said the word He hugged "Don't you – is good thing. This you put it, is just another have you." Kissing my forehead he added, "Do a favor?" I agreed. "Smile," he said, touching corners of my mouth with his index finger. obliged him. "Thank you, now how shall we spend the rest of the day?" I content to be in arms, but he me and my instead. He toward the basketball court so I prepared myself for a rematch he scooped up the ball. "Do you mind another trip I to buy the a new basketball." I at ball for any visible damage, found the under arm and steering me the house, he replied, "Because am keeping this one. attached to it now." Again, I felt warm love and a bit worried by my need for that love. Chapter 18 We were driving down the road had just Caleb as we ate our sandwiches. "Okay, suppose tell me now why were crying earlier." Embarrassment washed over me. I wasn't I him to what I was or even if could be put I decided the explanation.
 or the Putnam's down the street. the tent is cLoser." he gRinNeD at tHis lAst statement thEN addEd, "I guess I can see their poInt, yoU aRE a beAUtIful tEmptatiON." HE BRusHeD tHe lEnGTh Of my nOse With his Finger, playFulLy.

too horrified TO tAke in the coMplIment, I blurteD ouT, "I'm sorRy. you SHould Get To staY in youR Own houSe; you shouLdN'T be exiLEd just bECAuSe of Me. I'll take the tent."

"NOT jUSt because of you; BecausE oF Us," HE EmpHasIzed, interrUpTing mY Rant. He lAUgHED, "besIDes the boys are In the house nOW deCiding WhO geTS to sleEp out HeRE wiTh me on which NighTs. If you toOk the tENt they wOUld be crUshed."

"I'M stIll SorrY, It DoEsn'T sEEm fAIr," i siGHed, Quietly dIsTrActed By hoW NICE it hAd sOundEd wheN he said the worD 'us'.

he huGGed Me agaIn. "Don'T you SeE – this Is a gooD thinG. THis exile, as you puT it, iS just anotHer ReMinDeR that i Have yoU." KiSsiNg my forEhead he ADdeD, "DO ME A fAvor?"

"Okay," I agreed.

"SmiLe," HE SaId, touchiNg the cORnErS Of my moutH wIth His iNDEx finGer. I OBlIged him. "THank yoU, NoW hOw shall We Spend tHe ResT of The daY?"

i shrUgged, fEeling coNtent TO be in his arms, buT He let me go and gRAbBED mY Hand InsTead. He headeD towARd thE basKEtBalL Court So I prEpAReD Myself for a rematch as He ScoopeD up thE ball. "Do you minD another trIP INto town? I Need TO bUY the family a new BaskeTball."

I lookED at the baLl for Any visibLe signs of DAMage, but fOunD noNe. "WHy?"

TUCKiNg the ball undeR HIs arM aNd steerIng Me towarD thE hoUse, He rEpLied, "BecauSe I am keePiNg ThIs One. it has SOme good mEmOriEs AttAched TO it now." again, i felT wArM WitH love anD A bIT WorrIeD bY my gRowInG need For tHAt lOve.
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We were DriVIng dOwN tHe road I Had just taken wItH Caleb as we AtE ouR sandwICHes. "Okay, sUppose you tell me now why yoU Were cryIng EarliEr."

EmBarrassmeNt wAshed oVer ME. I wasn'T sure I WanteD hIm tO KNow whAT i wAs fEeLing or even IF It cOuld bE pUt inTo words. i decided on the simplESt eXplanation. "I'm sOrrY,
 or the Putnam's down thestreet. Th e ten t i s c lo ser. " He  grinned at th i s la st statement then adde d, "I  g u essI  c an se e their po i n t,yo uare  a be autif ultemptat ion." He b rus he d the length of  my nose w ith  his finger,  pl ayfull y. 

T o o hor rif ied t o take in the  complime nt ,  I blu r ted out , "I 'm s orry. You shouldg et to stay in you r ownho u se ; you  sh ouldn't be  e xiled just be c au s e ofm e. I'll takethe tent.""No t just  b eca u se ofyou;be c aus e of us," h e em phasized,  inter r uptingm y rant.  He la ugh ed,  "Be s id es  th eb oys ar e i n  th e houseno wdecid ingw h o gets  to  sle ep ou t here with m e o n wh i chnight s. If  you  t ook t he ten t the ywould be crushe d."
"I'm sti llso rry ,it do e sn't s eem  fa ir," Isighed, qui et l y di stracted by how ni ce i thad soun ded wh e nhe said the  w ord  'us ' . 

Hehugg e dme again . "Don ' tyo u see –  t his is  a  go odthing .  Thi s exil e, as yo u put it, is just an o ther reminder th a t  I have  yo u." Kissing  myf oreh eadh eadd e d, "D o meaf av o r?"

"Okay," I agre ed .

"Sm ile,"  he said, tou ching thec o r ners ofmy m o ut h  with his inde x fin ger. I obl i ged him.  "Tha nk you,now how s h a ll we sp end  th e r est o fthe day?"

Is h rugg ed , feeli ngcontent  to  be  in  hi sarms, but  he letme  g oan d g rabbe d  my hand  i nst ea d.He he a ded to wardtheba sk e tba ll cour t  s o I pr ep ar ed m yse lf  fora re m atc h as he  scoopedupt he b al l.  "Do yo u mind anothe rtrip intoto wn?  I nee d to buy t he family a new basketb a ll."

I  lo okedat t he ball f orany vi sib l e sign s of d amage ,but f oundn o ne . " Wh y?"

Tucki n g  th e bal lunde r his a rm and steering me tow ard the house , h e re p l ie d," Be c aus eI  am k eeping this one . It has s om e  g ood memori e s a tt ached t o it no w." A g ain, Ifelt warm  with lov eanda bit  worried b y my gro wing need for t h at  love .
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We we re dri v ing  down  the r oa d I ha d jus ttaken wi th Caleb as we ate oursandwi ches.  "O kay, supp ose you  tell menowwhy you we recry ing e arl i er."
Emb a rr ass m ent w ashe d  over me. Iwas n ' tsure I want e d him  to k now what I  was  feeling or eveni f it could beputi n towor d s. I  d ecided on thesim pl e s t explan at ion. "I'm s orry,
 or_the Putnam's_down the street. The_tent is_closer."_He grinned_at_this last statement_then added, "I_guess I can see_their point, you_are_a beautiful temptation." He brushed the length of my nose with his finger, playfully.

Too_horrified_to take_in_the_compliment, I blurted out, "I'm_sorry. You should get to_stay in_your own house; you shouldn't be exiled just_because_of me. I'll_take the tent."

"Not just because of you; because of_us," he emphasized, interrupting my rant._He laughed, "Besides_the_boys_are in the house_now deciding who gets to sleep_out here with me on which_nights. If you took the tent they_would be crushed."

"I'm still sorry, it_doesn't seem fair," I sighed,_quietly distracted_by how nice it had_sounded when he_said the_word 'us'.

He hugged_me again. "Don't you see –_this is a_good thing. This exile, as you_put_it, is just_another_reminder_that I_have you." Kissing_my_forehead he_added,_"Do me a favor?"

"Okay," I agreed.

"Smile,"_he_said, touching the corners of my mouth_with his index finger._I_obliged him. "Thank you,_now how shall we spend_the rest of the day?"

I shrugged,_feeling content_to be_in his arms, but he let me go and grabbed my_hand instead. He headed toward the_basketball court so I_prepared myself_for_a rematch as_he_scooped up_the ball. "Do you mind another trip_into town?_I need to buy the family_a new basketball."

I looked_at_the ball for any visible signs_of damage, but found none. "Why?"

Tucking_the ball under his arm_and_steering_me toward the house, he_replied, "Because I am keeping this_one. It has_some good memories attached to it now."_Again,_I felt warm with love and_a_bit worried by my growing need_for_that_love.
Chapter 18

We were driving down_the road I had just taken_with Caleb as we ate our sandwiches. "Okay, suppose_you tell me_now why you were crying_earlier."

Embarrassment_washed_over me. I wasn't sure I wanted him to know_what I_was feeling or_even if it could be put into words. I decided_on the simplest explanation. "I'm sorry,