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    “This looks like a family heirloom , should you be using your blanket like this?”
    “It was made to be used. I guess someone in my family, maybe my great grandmother , wove it. I just remembe r it was on my bed as a child. And when I left home for N ew York my mother gave it to me, to remind me of my roots. I take it with me wher ever I go. I’m not going to hang it on a wall like they do in museums, if that’s what you mean. I’m going to use it. ”
    “I bet yo u were an adorable little boy. I can just see you cuddled up in bed with the blanket on top of you.” I smile. “Treat the blanket gently, never-the-less, it deserves respec t.” I pass him a beer. “That was quite a ride, a bit scary but so exciting!”
    He laughs. “You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted to share it with.”
    “ What happens if you meet a car coming down?”
    “A car is nothing; you just hope you don’t have to pass an RV.”
    I gulp. “An RV? You mean somebody is crazy enough to drive an RV up here?”
    “Yup, and we’ re not even at the top.  We’re on an old Indian walking trail I found near the summit. It’s mine.”  He smiles. “All mine.” He plays with my hair. “No one comes here but me. ”  He leans over and kisses me.
    “Hmm.” I laugh. “Sounds like you got plans.”
    He kisses me again. “Little moaner, I’m very hungry tonight.”
    “ Uh- hunh , s o, do you want a sandwich or do you want to pick?” OK, I know he’s not talking about food but I’ve never done it outside. Have you? Suddenly I don’t know how to respond so I stay on task. 
    “Make me a sandwich, spoil me. I won’t have this opportunity again.”  He laughs as I dangle a bunch of grapes over him while he lies down looking at the sky. As always he looks at pe ace, at one with the land. He must never leave here, I think. I feel the lump in my thr oat as I concentrate on the sandwich but my eyes are starting to water.
    “Katie, I have a surprise for you. ” He raises himself on one elbow as h e turns on his side to face me. I hand him his sand wich. I grab a beer, some crackers, cheese and grapes.
    “A surprise?   I love surprises. Ouch, darn. ”
    “What’s the matter?”
    “Oh, nothing. I got scratched b y a thorn before and it stings. I’ll live.”
    “Let’s see.”  He examines my hand an d kisses the tiny reddish mark s . “All better?”
    “Hmm, yes. Now, do I get an ice cream?”
    “I’ll do better than that I promise.”  He gives me a wide smile.
    “Oh, is that the surprise?”
    “ No . The surprise is that I was able to fix it with one of the ladies at the Cultural Center to change workdays with me. So I’m going to have two days off this week to be with you. Next week I’ll work straight through the seven day work week . It won’t be bad because it will keep me from missing you . ” He smiles. “ Is that a nice surprise? W e’ll have two whole days together. ”
    “Oh, Jay, you doll! That’s the best news you could give me other than coming to N ew York.” I leave my food and lie next to him a nd cover his face with kisses. He laughs and puts his arms around me and studies my face.
    “Have you been crying?”
    “Yeah, get used to it. It’s a girl thing.” I try to smile.
    “ No tears, that’s a guy thing . We’re gonna ’ celebrate our love this week. We can always cry next week. Hmm?”   I don’t have time to answer because he is already on top of me kissing me. “Kate, this morning when I said I wasn’t interested in marrying again , I thought that’s what I wanted. But all day I’ ve been thinking about what you told me at the diner the day of the home dance. Y ou said you wanted a husband and a family. Y ou could persuade me.”
    There’ s that little smile as he looks into my eyes and kisses me deeply.
    I guess y ou know the rest , right? And in case you’re wondering, there’ s nothing as amazing as seeing your lover’s eyes against the backdrop of the blue