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wandering the pasture, she keeps a close eye on Nat and Demi. Mark says that one of these days she will relax and feel like this is her home."
    "So," he drew the word out, "how are things with him? You haven't mentioned him too much in the last few weeks."
    Polly scowled. "That's because he isn't here all that often. You do know there's nothing between us, don't you?"
    Henry heaved a sigh. "I should say yes, shouldn't I."
    "I'll be honest with you, are you ready for that?"
    He braced himself, "I'm ready."
    "It was fun being all flirty when I first got to know him. He's gorgeous and it was nice to have someone like him pay attention to me, but Henry," she put her hand on his forearm, "I'm not interested in him and he's not interested in me. There's nothing there."
    "You're kidding yourself if you think he's not interested. He's definitely interested," Henry said.
    "Then the only thing I'm sure of is that I'm not. Now, can we declare this conversation to be in the past and not fret over it any longer?"
    "I'll try. It was really hard for me to be gone, knowing that he was here all the time."
    "Oh, for Pete's sake, Henry! Why would you be concerned? I talked to you every single night and texted back and forth with you during the day. He was only here to take care of the horses and show me what to do out in the barn and then he left. He comes less than once a week now unless I have a problem. You have to stop worrying about this."
    "I'll try. I promise. I'll try. It's not easy, though."
    "The good stuff never is, right?” She sat back in her chair. “Now, I'm going to change the subject completely. When are you going to be ready to start on the next project? I'm dying for this garage and with all of the events Jeff is scheduling, we have to get that back parking lot finished."
    "Can I at least have the weekend?" he laughed.
    "Well, you can have part of the weekend," she said. "I was hoping we could drive down to Des Moines tomorrow night. I have tickets to a show at the Civic Center. I wasn't going to say anything if you didn't get back until tomorrow, but I'd like to finally take you out for a nice evening."
    "You can leave? What about the horses?"
    "Saturday is an easy day for all of us. I'll make sure everything is ready to go and Jason is pretty good with them. Mark said he would come over and watch Jason bring them in for the night. All I have to do is call and say it's on."
    "I'd love to go to Des Moines with you, then. Shall we take the Thunderbird?"
    "Really?" Polly remembered her first date with Henry. He'd driven the Thunderbird and taken her to Ames. A first kiss, him tentatively touching her shoulders. All the feelings of burgeoning romance happened that night. "That would be terrific!"
    "How about you let me take you out for dinner since you got the tickets," he said.
    "This was supposed to be my night, though."
    "Let me?"
    "Alright. But, we're dressing up, right?"
    Henry winked at her, "I like it when you dress up, Polly. You're stunning."
    "I notice that you didn't say that when you first got here tonight. I'm sorry about that." She stood up and took their plates to the kitchen. The water had turned tepid, so she emptied the sink and refilled it. Henry followed her in and picked up the pan filled with leftover fried rice. She pointed at the cupboard with plastic ware and he pulled a container out.
    "It's alright," he laughed as he scooped the rice. "I've discovered that you have a lot of different sides to you. They're all interesting. Some smell better than others, that's all."
    Polly flicked suds from the filling sink at him and he ducked, allowing the splatter to reach the cupboard behind him, leaving a mark in the dust and grease covering the door.
    He looked up at it and Polly grimaced, "I need to scrub this place down soon, don't I!"
    "Don't worry. It doesn't bother me. I'm so glad to be back here, nothing bothers me."
    He leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the nose. "I'm glad to be here tonight with you,