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    Her long fiery red hair was tied back in a loose ponytail, her green eyes a quiet as she watched him.
    I wanted to hold him. He shifted the little boy in his arms and rose to his feet. I ll carry him up to the bedroom if you like.
    Anna had carried him in the night before. She often held the boy, lifting him in her arms and cuddling him close, despite the fact that he was a heavy little tyke.
    She nodded slowly before moving through the room and into the hallway that led to Mike s bedroom. It was a little boys dream room. A racing car bed, low to the floor to keep the little boy from rolling out of bed. A small game station and television. Leggo creations that showed more imagination than building skill. On the wall beside the head board of his bed was a picture taken years before. Blake with a few of his buddies, in fatigues and laughing at the camera. It had been taken on the Army base right before he came home that final time.
    Other pictures, Blake as a child, solemn and often scruffy lined the wall. Small momentoes he had saved over the years were placed in positions of prominence through out the room. Anna was doing everything to insure his child knew who he was.
    His heart swelled in his chest, nearly bursting as he laid the boy in the neatly turned down bed and stepped back. Anna tucked the blankets around the pajama clad child, kissed his cheek softly then stood back up and glanced at him.
    He looked just like Blake, she whispered sadly then. All the pictures of when he was a little boy. Like a miniature of him. There was a wealth of love and aching loss in her voice.
    Yeah. Blake forced himself to agree. He does.
    A smile edged her lips then. You look a lot like him yourself. The resemblance is uncanny.
    Blake swallowed tightly. Yeah. I do.

    Damn. He didn t know what to say to her, didn t know how to bridge the pain of being who he was and yet unable to tell her. To stare in her eyes and tell her the truth, to see recognition, maybe arousal. Maybe love.
    She breathed in deeply as she led the way from the room, pausing to turn on the small bedlamp and flip off the bright overhead lamp. He noticed she never took chances with the baby. Always a light on in case he needed to get up. The hall was set with small lights on each end, they stayed lit through the night. She kept a light on in her room all night.
    Small, dim. Just enough light for Mike to see by he came looking for her.
    She led the way back to the living room where she began picking up toys and stacking them in a tote that sat along one wall. She moved gracefully, sensually. There was nothing he loved more than watching her move.
    I was wondering around while you were gone shopping this afternoon, he finally said to fill in the silence. I found the equipment shed and the barn. I thought I d start clearing the pasture, fixing things up a bit.
    She turned to him in surprise. I don t expect you to work to stay here, Devon.
    He shrugged his shoulders lightly. Work needs to be done and I can do it. You have some good farm land here, Anna. A few cattle would bring you a healthy profit over the year. A garden maybe.
    He saw her lights light up for a second, then dim as she smiled wryly. I can t ask you to do that Devon. Besides, when you leave, there s no way I can care for it. After Mike goes to school I can get a job that would be a lot easier on us.
    Blake frowned. There was no reason she would have to work. Blake didn t leave you provided for? He knew he had.
    Anna smiled softly. Very much so. But it s Mike s inheritance, Devon. Not mine. I wasn t
    she glanced away. Blake and I weren t together for very long. I She
    shrugged. It s Mike s future.
    Blake shifted restlessly, stilling the protest rising to his lips. Damn her, he had left her well provided for. He had made his own money, provided for himself, and he expected no less from his son after he came of age.
    He cleared his throat. He could argue with her later. No sense in upsetting her now