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Away in Wick
George fidgeted with the errant pleat in his kilt. What had possessed Jessie to ask him to wear this thing anyway? Like any good Scotsman, he wore the kilt for special occasions without grumbling, but to just randomly wear it for no reason?
"Ugh," he grunted as he slapped the pleat into place.
"George?" Jessica asked as she came into the room. "Are you alright?"
He turned around, a disgruntled look on his face. "Lass, explain to me why ye asked me to," but he stopped when he noticed what she was wearing. "Seasaidh," he breathed.
Jessica shivered as she always did when he slipped into his brogue, shivering a little more when he called her his special nickname. "You like it?"
Swallowing to gather his wits, George spanned the distance between them, his hands reaching up to gently grasp her arms. "Seasaidh, like doesn't even begin to come close."
She smiled and moved closer to him. "I don't think you have to tell me," she whispered as she moved against him.
"Jessie, if ye d'na stop," he growled.
Stepping back, she twirled. "Is it really alright?"
George let his eyes move over her, admiring the plaid ankle length skirt cinched at her waist, the snow white blouse with its scooped neckline covered in a black corset style vest that set off her breasts, and the large shawl over her shoulder, he assumed would be placed over her head when they left. "It's perfect, Lass." He pulled her to him again and smiled down at her. "You're perfect."
Jessica hummed into his kiss, her hands snaking around his neck. "Mmm, that was some kiss, but we haven't time for that."
"And just why don't we?"
"Because we've been invited to a party."
George sighed, "Is that why I'm dressed in this blasted thing?"
"I thought it would be fun. Don't be angry." She blinked at him.
Caressing her face, he shook his head. "I'm not angry, Lass. It's just that I don't fancy wearing a kilt in this kind of weather."
Jessica couldn't help but giggle as she leaned into him. "I'm sorry."
"No need to apologize, Lass. What time do we have to be at this party?"
"If we leave now we'll be there on time." She smiled up at him, her eyes filled with mischief.
George narrowed his eyes. "Jessie, what are ye thinking?"
She looked down, her finger tracing around the waistband of his kilt. "Well," she started. "I was wondering if you were wearing this traditionally."
"Jessie MacGill Fletcher!" George sputtered and shook his head. She'd been surprising him like this ever since they'd come to Wick the first part of December. Pulling her close, he held her tightly and pressed a kiss to her head. "Ye'll have to wait and see."
Chuckling, Jessica squeezed him then pulled back. "We'd better go, George. We don't want to be late."
He shook his head. "No, we don't. I'll enjoy showing off me bonnie lassie."
Jessica sighed as she snuggled closer to George. They'd been the talk of the party, as she'd known they would be, but that hadn't bothered her. She'd heard George grumble a time or two, but when the dancing had started, they'd spent the rest of the time on the floor enjoying themselves. She smiled as she thought about the fun she'd had discovering if he'd worn his kilt traditionally when they'd arrived back home.
She blinked and started a bit at the last thought.
Could she really think of Wick as home?
Caressing the bare chest under her cheek, she realized that, yes, she could think of Wick as home…she already did.
George made it home.
Moving so that she could look at his face, she studied him. How had it happened? How had he made her think of somewhere other than Cabot Cove as home?
Only one answer came to mind. An answer that made her eyes water even as her lips turned up in a small smile.
He loved her.
"Lass?" George whispered when he opened his eyes and saw her looking at him with tears on her cheeks. Sitting up a bit, he caressed her hair. "What is it? What's wrong?"
Shaking her head, she sniffed. "Nothing is wrong. Everything is right."
Frowning in confusion, George caught a tear on his fingertip and held it out for her to see. "What is this then?"
Wiping the tear from his finger, she smiled at him. "It's a happy tear."
"Happy tear?" he questioned.
She nodded. "Yes, a happy tear. You see, I just realized something."
"Oh? And what would that be, Jessie?"
"I was thinking about us and what happened when we got home last night."
George blinked. Home? "Home?" he repeated the question out loud.
"Home," she echoed softly. "That's what I realized. In my remembering the events of last night, I called this home."
"I still don't think I understand, Jessie."
"I asked myself how it had happened. How had you made me think of somewhere other than Cabot Cove as home?" She smiled and caressed his face. "Do you know what the answer was?"
George shook his head. "No. What was it?"
Cupping his face in her hands, she stared into his confused green eyes. "You love me."
George closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Yes, Seasaidh, I do. Very much."
Pressing a tender kiss to his lips, she smiled when his eyes opened again. "Then ask me again," she whispered.
Eyes widening in shock, George stared at her a moment before pulling back and turning to his nightstand. Opening the drawer, he fingered the small velvet box he'd kept there for several years. Taking it out, he took a deep breath before turning back to face her. "Jessie," he whispered. "Seasaidh," he started again. "I've had this for a long time, hoping that one day I could give it to you. I wasn't sure that day would ever come." Opening the box, he smiled at her gasp of surprise. "I know it's not the ordinary ring to give, but ours is not an ordinary love." Taking the ring from it's nest, he held it out to her, the brilliant sapphire looking as though it were glowing in the dim light of the fire. "It reminded me of your beautiful eyes and your beautiful sea. Will you marry me, Seasaidh?"
Swallowing back her tears, Jessica held out her left hand, the ring finger bare. "Oh George," she murmured.
"When did you take off your ring?" he asked as he realized her finger was missing the normal band of gold.
"I took it off last night before we fell asleep," she whispered as she looked up at him. "Yes."
She nodded. "Yes."
George grinned at her as he slid the ring on her finger. "Is this really happening?" he asked as he kissed her hand.
Jessica nodded. "Yes, it is." She wrapped her arms around him. "We have a lot to work out. I still won't leave Cabot Cove permanently."
"We'll work it all out, Seasaidh," he whispered just before kissing her. "For now, we have some celebrating to do."
"More celebrating you mean," she chuckled then caught her breath when he nipped at her neck. "George."
George looked up at her. "Yes, Lass?"
Narrowing her eyes, she pushed at him making him fall back against the pillows. Moving to look down at him, she traced his lips. "No teasing."
Reaching up, George caressed her hair behind her ear and gave her a smile. "Whatever my lady love wishes."
Jessica studied the ring on her finger and marveled again that she'd said yes. She sighed. How were they going to do this? She couldn't leave Cabot Cove. She had her apartment in New York. What had she been thinking? He lived in London and here. How were they going to split their time between four different places? It would be hard enough with just two.
"We'll figure it all out, Jessie." George whispered as he came up behind her, resting his hands on her shoulders.
"How, George?" she asked on a sigh. "How can we divide our time between four places?"
"Jessie, I'm not here in Wick that much. Only holidays, really. I won't have to be in London much now that I'm semi-retired. We'll spend as much time in Cabot Cove and New York as needed."
"Oh George," she sighed as she turned to look up at him. "I can't take you away from your homes. It isn't fair for you to concede everything to me."
Caressing her face, he pulled her to him. "Seasaidh," he whispered gently. "I love you. Nothing else matters."
"I don't want you to grow to resent me."
George shook his head. "I won't, Lass. I won't."
"Well, we won't have to worry about New York. I won't be teaching there this next semester. I really think I should give the apartment up."
"Don't do it because you think I want you to, Jessie."
She shook her head. "I'm not. I'm doing it for us. If one of us has to go to New York City we can stay in a hotel. There's no need for me to pay rent on a place I don't intend to spend much time in."
George nodded. "Would you like a house in London? Or is my flat okay?"
"Don't you think one house to look after is enough?" she asked with a chuckle.
Wrapping his arms tight around her, George cradled her head in his hand. "One house or twenty, I don't care. All I care about is you beside me in my bed, or just simply sitting by the fire. Just so long as it's ye beautiful face I see first thing in the morning and last thing at night."
Turning her face so that she could kiss his neck, Jessica sighed, "I love you, George Sutherland."
"I love you, Lass," he whispered into her hair. "Do you want to call Seth?"
"I should," she sighed. "But I need to call my brothers first."
"Yes," he was quick to agree making her chuckle.
"You won't have to worry about any of that nonsense anymore." She smiled up at him. "You won them both over at Thanksgiving."
"I'm glad. I wouldn't want to cause problems with your family."
"Oh George," she murmured. "Is this really happening?"
"Yes, Jessie. It is." He cupped her cheek. "Are you okay?"
She nodded. "I'm fine, just," she paused then smiled. "I'm just a bit overwhelmed."
He arched an eyebrow. "My Jessie? Overwhelmed?"
Smacking his chest, Jessica huffed at him. "Yes, Mr. Sutherland. This is a big step for this lady."
Tucking the hair behind her ear, he winked at her. "Tis a big step for this man, too."
Caressing his face, she nodded. "I know it is."
"Marry me tomorrow?"
"On Christmas?"
George nodded. "On Christmas."
"Just you and me?"
He chuckled, "Well, and the local justice or minister."
Jessica laughed. "Oh George!"
George laughed with her when she threw her arms around his neck. "Is this a yes?"
"It's a yes. But," she hedged.
George frowned. "But?"
"What will I wear?"
George shook his head and laughed. "Jessie. Jessie!" Swiftly kissing her, he squeezed her. "You'll wear that beautiful gown you brought for the party tonight. It's perfect for a Christmas wedding."
She shook her head. "It's too much. Maybe I could go into Wick this afternoon?"
"We'll do whatever ye like."
"I'd better make those phone calls."
"I'll see if I can get Seth here on time."
She smiled at him. "How did you know?"
"He's your best friend and you won't be taking him away from family. And," he kissed her nose. "He is the reason you and I patched things up."
She nodded. "Thank you."
"Go on then. Call your brothers on the house phone. I'll use my mobile."
"George?" she asked before he could get all of the way out of the room.
"Yes, Lass?"
"I'm looking forward to being Mrs. Sutherland."
"I couldn't reach Seth, Jessie." George told her a half hour later. "Did you reach your brothers?"
Jessica nodded. "They were both surprised but happy. We have invitations from both brothers to visit as soon as possible. Helen wants to throw us a party."
George smiled. "Sweet Helen. Did you tell them we'll be there as soon as we can get our affairs situated?"
"I did." She bit her lip and stared off out the window. "I wonder where Seth is."
George heard the sadness in her voice and moved to stand behind her. "I know how much his being here means to you, Jessie. I'm sorry I couldn't reach him. I did leave a message on his machine, but," he left the rest unsaid.
Patting his hands, Jessica leaned back against him. "It's alright. It can't be helped. Now," she said as she turned to face him. "We need to go into town. And, I thought of something while making my phone calls."
"Yes, we do. And what was it you thought of?"
"The license. Doesn't it take a few days for that?"
George smiled and nodded. "Aye, it does, Lass. But ye forget who I am."
Jessica rolled her eyes. "Oh brother. I thought you didn't like to use your status as an Inspector for special privileges?"
"Who says I'm using my status as an Inspector?"
Narrowing her eyes, she glared at him. "What are you up to, George Sutherland?"
"Where are we, Jessie?"
Jessica frowned. "Wick."
"Not the town."
"Sutherland," she started then titled her head back and laughed. "Oh George!"
"It's all about me name, Lassie. All about me name." He winked at her. "And maybe a bit about the woman I'm going to marry."
"I'm teasin' ye, Jessie." He caressed her face. "It really is because of who I am to Wick. Just one question."
"Minister or justice?"
"Whichever you can get."
George shook his head and chuckled. "Anxious, Lass?"
"Now that I've agreed to marry you, yes, I am."
"Then we should get started. We need to get to town before noon. It's Christmas eve, everything that's open will close at lunch time."
"Just let me go fix my hair and makeup. I won't be but a minute."
"I'll get your coat and boots."
"You spoil me so," she teased and winked as she left the room.
"Now who could that be?" George wondered as he made his way to answer the door. Grinning when he saw who it was, he held his finger to his lips and helped the surprise guest in out of the cold.
"What are ya shushin' me for?" Seth whispered as he looked around.
"I want to surprise Jessie." George answered.
"That was the whole point of me showing up without telling the two of you." Seth grumbled.
George shook his head. "Come on. Let me show you to a room and I'll explain."
Seth frowned. "Where's Jess?"
"She's taking a nap."
"Has she been behaving? Not doing too much?"
George chuckled softly. "No," he whispered. "She hasn't been doing too much. My people won't let her."
Seth grinned and chuckled. "Bet she's grumbled a time or two about that."
George cleared his throat. "Well,"
Holding up his hand, Seth shook his head. "Not another word about that."
George nodded and coughed to hide a chuckle. "I'm going to put you in a room that's a bit out of the way so that Jessie doesn't run into you. I don't want her to see you until tomorrow night."
"But I came all this way to spend Christmas with the two of you. If I'm to stay hidden," he huffed. "What in blazes is going on here?"
Opening the door to the room George had decided to put Seth in, he turned and smiled widely at his friend. "She said yes, Seth."
The grey haired doctor frowned a moment then smiled broadly. "Well. Well. Well. You've been busy, Inspector Sutherland." He slapped George on the back. "I'm happy for you, George."
"You had a hand in it, Seth. I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't called me last month. She's stubborn. I'm stubborn." He shrugged. "We probably wouldn't have fixed things between us if not for you. Thank you." George squeezed Seth's shoulder. "I want this to be special for her, Seth. She was so disappointed when I couldn't reach you this morning to tell you the news and ask you to fly out. She tried not to let me see it, but there were tears in her eyes. She was fine with her brothers not being here, but you, she wanted you here." George studied the man. "What made you come?"
Seth shrugged. "I just felt like she needed me." He shrugged again and stared out the window. "I'm all she's had for years, George. I've always had this sense when it comes to her."
George smiled and nodded. "She's told me about that," he chuckled. "I've heard about the times you've just shown up, knowing that something was wrong."
"Except this time, something isn't wrong." Seth smiled. "I'm happy that I'm here, and I'll be happy to stay hidden."
"Thank you, Seth. I'll have dinner sent up to you and anything else you need."
"Dinner's good. And maybe something to warm these old bones. I thought I was use to winter, but the cold here," he shivered. "How do you stand it, man?"
George laughed. "I'm very seldom here without company." He winked when Seth sputtered then laughed.
"I asked for that."
George nodded and grinned. "I'll send up something for you to drink to warm you up. The fire's ready to be lit and there's plenty of wood."
Seth nodded. "Thanks. I'll be fine."
"I'll come up later to tell you more about the plans for tomorrow."
"Just be careful about doing too much sneakin' around. You know Jessie."
George chuckled. "Yes, I do, and I will."
"Nollaig chridheil huibh." George whispered against Jessica's ear early the next morning.
Jessica, reacting as she always did to his brogue, shivered and hummed her pleasure at the familiar custom George had started their first Christmas together as more than mere friends. Taking his hand in hers, she lifted it from her waist to her lips. "Merry Christmas," she whispered the greeting in English before placing a kiss to the palm of his hand, another Christmas morning tradition.
"I have something for ye, Lass." George told her, his voice still soft.
Jessica grumbled at the loss of his warmth when he rolled away but smiled as she turned over and watched him. "Have I told you how much I love our traditions?"
George, his gift in hand, turned back to her and smiled. "You have, but I love hearing ye tell me again and again."
Jessica looked down at the velvet case, an eyebrow arching as she took it. "George?"
"Open it, Lass."
Lifting the lid, she gasped at the necklace nestled inside. "It's perfect for my dress."
"Aye, that it is."
"But, George, how?"
"Ye weren't the only one shopping yesterday morning, Lass," he chuckled when she stuck her tongue out at him. "Now, Lass, that tongue has,"
"George!" she scolded as she swatted at him.
Shrugging and giving her a mischievous grin, he kissed her. "I love ye, Jessie."
"Mmm," she hummed into his kisses. "I love you, too, my dear Inspector." She smiled and caressed his cheek.
"Are you sure about us not keeping to the tradition of not seeing each other before the wedding?" he asked as they settled back against their pillows.
Jessica nodded as she played with his fingers. "I'm positive. I'm not superstitious, neither are you. And this isn't the first marriage for either of us. We'll keep the tradition of you not seeing me in my dress before the wedding, I believe that will suffice."
Cuddling her closer, George kissed her tenderly. "I feel like I'm dreaming, Seasaidh."
Resting her forehead against his, Jessica sighed. "I feel that way too. I'm also very nervous."
"Second thoughts?"
"And third, and fourth," she whispered. "It's been a lot of years since I shared my life with someone, George. I was very much in love with Frank. I just feel," she sighed.
"It's alright, Seasaidh," he whispered as he caressed her hair. "You feel like you're betraying that love, right? That's the real reason you've put me off all these years."
Her blue eyes met his green ones and she nodded. "It is. How did you know?"
"Seth had a little talk with me after he realized I was in love with you. He explained how in love you and Frank were, how devastated you were when you lost him. He explained that it was your writing that finally brought you back to life, back to the woman you had been. Although he told me that there was a part of you still missing."
"A part that you brought back."
"That's what Seth said. He told me to be patient and let you get used to having that part of you again."
"Good ol' Seth. Always looking out for me."
"He loves you, Jessie. And if I were to hazard a guess, your Frank probably asked him to look out for you."
Jessica's eyes welled as she nodded. "He did," she whispered and sniffed.
Wiping at the tear that escaped down her cheek, George smiled at her. "He loved you very much, Lass. As do I."
"No more doubts, George, but I'm still nervous," she chuckled.
George grinned. "I can take your mind off your nerves for a while, Lass."
"Oh really? Do tell, Inspector," she teased.
"I'd rather show. I was always better at the show than the tell."
"Now, George!" Jessica called out when a knock sounded on the closed bedroom door. "You know that we agreed you wouldn't see me in my dress." She frowned when the knock persisted. "George Sutherland!" she scolded as she gave in and opened the door only to find a grinning Seth on the other side.
"Hello, Jess."
Jessica's mouth opened but no words came out. She smiled, then her eyes welled with tears before she threw her arms around her best friend's neck. "Seth!"
"A'yuh. It's me."
"But George told me he couldn't reach you."
Seth patted her cheek when she pulled back. "That's because I was already on my way here."
Jessica frowned. "Wait a minute," she started, stopping when Seth chuckled.
"Yes, Jessie. He had me hidden away since late yesterday afternoon. I believe you were napping when I arrived."
Hugging Seth again, she sighed, "I'm so glad you're here. It just wouldn't have been the same."
"I wasn't at your first wedding, Jess."
"But we didn't even know each other then."
Seth chuckled. "True." Taking a good look at her, he whistled. "Beautiful. Need some help with your necklace?" he asked when he noticed it dangling from her fingers.
Jessica nodded. "Yes, please." Turning around, she bent a bit so that Seth could easily put the necklace over her head and around her neck. "I can't believe I'm doing this, Seth," she whispered.
Seth could feel her trembling and squeezed her shoulders when he was through with the clasp of her necklace. "I'm sure you're scared, Jess, but you'll be fine. I know you've been alone and your own woman now for a long time, but Jess, the man loves you. I don't think adjusting is going to be as hard as you think."
"But Seth, we live in two completely different worlds."
"Oh?" Seth asked. "I didn't realize Europe was a different world."
Jessica huffed. "Seth Hazlitt! You know perfectly well what I meant."
"Just because you live in America and George lives in Europe doesn't mean this won't work. You've spent your time the last several years living between two places and traveling all over the world. How do you figure this will be different?"
"I," she started then sighed, "I'm just nervous and a bit scared, Seth."
Seth nodded. "George said that you were." He squeezed her hands and made her look at him. "Jessie, weren't you nervous and scared the first time?"
She frowned. "What?"
"Weren't you scared when you married Frank?"
Jessica bit her lip and thought back then nodded. "I was terrified."
"If you were terrified, why did you go through with it?"
Staring at him, Jessica smiled. "Because I loved Frank and knew that our love and friendship would see us through anything."
"And so it did." Seth smiled at her. "Now, don't you think the same will happen with George?"
Throwing her arms around Seth's neck, she squeezed him. "Seth Hazlitt, I love you. Thank you."
Pulling back, Seth patted her cheek. "I promised to look after you, Jess. We've been through a lot together. Now, I don't have to look after you, but I'm still your friend."
"Best friend," she corrected, her eyes watering.
"Ah! None of that!" he scolded and handed her his handkerchief. "You don't want to meet your groom with red, puffy eyes."
Jessica sniffed and dabbed at her eyes, careful to not mess up her makeup. "I suppose we should be going. George will come looking for us if we're late."
Seth chuckled. "He is a bit anxious."
Taking one last look at herself in the mirror, Jessica took a deep breath. "Let's go."
Holding out his arm, Seth patted her hand. "Ready to become Mrs. Sutherland, Jess?"
"As ready as I'll ever be."
"I believe George and Jessica have decided to quote a Robbie Burns poem as part of their vows," the minister told Seth and the staff that had gathered as witnesses.
George smiled as he turned to Jessica, his hands taking hers. "O my luve is like a red, red rose that's newly sprung in June. O my luve is like the melodie, that's sweetly played in tune. As fair art thou, my bonie lass, so deep in luve am I. And I will luve thee still, my dear, till a' the seas gang dry."
Jessica returned the smile and squeezed his hands, a little shiver going down her spine at the sound of his brogue. She'd always loved when he read her the poems of Robert Burns because he always read them to her as they'd been written. "Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, and the rocks melt wi' the sun. And I will love thee still my dear, while the sands o' life shall run." She bit her lip to keep it from trembling then continued. "I've heard that poem a thousand times, but never has it affected me the way it did the first time you read it to me. I love you, George. Thank you for being patient with me and not giving up on a woman set in her ways and very stubborn."
George chuckled. "Set in her ways and definitely stubborn, but very beautiful." He reached up and caressed her cheek. "I love you, Jessie. Even when you were a suspect in the murder I was investigating, I was captured by your beautiful eyes. I saw something there that reminded me of me. The more I got to know you, the more I realized I'd fallen in love with you." He smiled softly at her. "I would have waited until the end of time for ye, Lass. Thank you for finally saying yes."
Seth smiled from his place behind the couple. Watching as the ceremony moved into the exchanging of rings and the more traditional vows, he marveled at how alike yet unlike it was to its American counterpart. He didn't understand some of the words, and wondered at how well Jessica said them. Shaking his head, he chuckled. Her Irish kin were going to be a bit peevish if they ever learned of this since he couldn't ever recall a time when he'd heard Jessica using an Irish accent or speaking the Irish Gaelic.
Jessica closed her eyes when George's lips met hers. For the first time in years, she was someone's wife. Opening her eyes, she stared up into his bright green ones.
"We've done it, Mrs. Sutherland." George whispered, loving the way her cheeks tinged pink.
"Yes, we have," she whispered back, a smile lighting her face. "Now what?"
George chuckled. "Now we have dinner."
"Oh you," she huffed and wrapped her arms around him. "I love you, Mr. Sutherland."
George smiled at Jessica as she came into their room. The red robe she wore, he knew, concealed the present she'd bought for him. This was the way they'd ended their Christmases ever since their relationship had become more than platonic.
Of course this Christmas was completely different than any other had been. Tonight he wouldn't be making love to just his friend. He sighed. No, this Christmas night he would be making love to his wife.
"George? Is everything alright?" Jessica asked when she noticed the way he was staring at her. Moving next to him, she caressed his chest. "George?"
George shook his head then smiled down at Jessica as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Seasaidh," he breathed the name. "It's nothing. Just thinking back over our years together."
"Happy thoughts?"
"Very happy thoughts," he assured her. "I was thinking of our Christmases together, of how this one would be different."
He nodded. "This time I won't be making love to just my friend." He lifted a hand and drew his fingers down her cheek. "Tonight I'll be making love to my wife."
Jessica closed her eyes, a lone tear rolling down her cheek, a sigh escaping her lips. "And I'll be making love to my husband," she whispered as she opened her eyes and looked up at him. "Are you going to unwrap your present, George?"
With fingers that were suddenly trembling, George reached out and tugged at the knot in the sash of her robe. As the soft material fell away, his breath caught. "Seasaidh."
"You approve then?" she asked, a twinkle in her eyes.
Narrowing his eyes, George looked up at her, catching the twinkle he loved to see in the blue eyes he so adored. "Don't I always approve?"
She nodded and smiled. "You do," she answered.
"And don't I always appreciate you in red?"
She hummed when his nose nuzzled her neck. "Oh most definitely."
Skimming his hands up her arms, George pushed the robe from her shoulders, the red satin pooling behind her. Staring down at her, he saw her shiver. Easily lifting her in his arms, he carried her to their bed. "Tuck yourself in, Lass. I'll stoke the fire."
Jessica smirked at him. "I thought the fire was already stoked."
"Jessica Sutherland!" George laughed as he bent over her and kissed her. "Behave until I can join ye, Lass."
Sighing, she gave him a lopsided smile. "I shall try."
Lying in his arms, her head resting on his chest, his heart beating steadily under her ear, Jessica sighed in perfect contentment. The fire had been stoked and had wood added to it once more just a few short minutes ago, or so she thought. She wasn't sure about time. Somehow being with George always seemed to make time stand still.
She supposed she could look at the beside clock, but doing that would require her to move from her spot and disturb the warmth that cocooned them beneath the blankets and heavy down comforter. Besides, if she moved, she'd wake George, and he needed his rest.
"I'm awake, Love," he whispered, his arm tightening around her. Turning his head, he looked at the clock. "It's nearly one."
Jessica chuckled. "Now how did you know that's what I was thinking?"
George gave his own chuckle. "Because it's a habit ye have." He looked down at her, the firelight making her blonde hair glow. "Besides, I do the same. Ye make me lose track of everything but ye, Lass. I never know what time it is when we've been together."
"It scared me at first," she admitted.
Caressing her back, he took her hand in his. "It did me too, Seasaidh."
She snuggled closer and sighed, "I'm glad we've had all this time away in Wick."
"Just me and my Jessie," he whispered. "Do you want Seth to stay longer? You didn't argue much with him when he said he was going back."
"Maybe we can talk him into just going to London and waiting for us there. We could all celebrate the new year together."
"We can do that. And that will give us time alone for a wee honeymoon."
"Wee honeymoon?" she chuckled.
"Yes. We're going to take a long honeymoon later, but we have a few things we need to settle first."
"I've decided you're right about taking on another house. If you are truly okay with my flat in London, I'll just hire a housekeeper for when we're away. She can make sure everything is working properly, pay the bills and the like."
"And Seth will continue to look after my house in Cabot Cove." She shook her head. "Listen to us," she mumbled. "My house, your flat."
George squeezed her. "Our house, our flat."
"Our," she whispered then yawned and settled back against him. "I like that."
"So do I, Seasaidh. So do I." He pressed a kiss to her head. "Sleep now, Lass."
"Whisper it to me, George," she murmured.
George smiling in the dimly lit room, closed his eyes. "*Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes. Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise. My Jessie's asleep by the murmuring stream. Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream."
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"Now I'm happy!" says Alla Fedoruk, looking deep into the eyes of her fiancé, Matt Ryan.
Sounds like the epitome of romance, until you see the context: Fedoruk has just thrown a chair at Ryan, and the fiery passion blazing in her eyes is more contempt than courtship.
While the moment may not make for a happy marriage, it certainly makes amazing television. Welcome to "90 Day Fiancé," where American singles have 90 days to make it to the altar with their international matches, who are in the US on K-1 nonimmigrant, or "fianc(é)e," visas. The TLC show, premiering Sunday at 9 p.m., follows five couples who spend the three months trying to determine if their love can literally go the distance.
"It's not that different from putting yourself out on the dating scene in your hometown," says Ryan, who met the Ukrainian Fedoruk, 30, online in 2011. "I'm 42, I've been divorced three times, and I want to meet a younger woman who wants kids. If I said that back here, people would think I'm nuts. So my reality forced me to expand my dating pool."
Ryan and Fedoruk fell in love during his frequent trips to Russia over the next five years.
"People thought [auditioning] was even crazier than finding a spouse abroad," says Ryan. "You're already dealing with learning how to live together, and then you have a camera crew there, 24/7. But I knew that was what we were signing up for, and it was important. I want people to see the ups and the downs, but to see that this is an option, that you don't need to be limited by geography to find love."
Still, language and culture barriers have made navigating their new life difficult in his Williamstown, Ky., home.
"The biggest thing has been emotions," says Ryan. "I'm a guy who shows my feelings. Alla keeps things to herself. So when she sees me getting upset or crying, she'll think that I'm not a real man."
Cast member Chantel, 25, who declined to give her last name for privacy reasons, had no problems coping with the distance when she began dating her Dominican Republic-based fiancé, Pedro, in 2015 after meeting on Facebook. But her friends and family have been critical of their romance, so she brought Pedro to Atlanta to prove their relationship was the real deal.
"My friends were all like, 'He could have a girlfriend in the Dominican Republic and be playing you!' I was like, 'Your boyfriend could live down the street and have another girl on the side.' You never truly know," says Chantel.
While none of the couples can reveal their fate on the show, one from a previous season is still together and set to star in TLC's spinoff series "90 Day Fiancé: Happily Ever After" (Sunday at 10 p.m.).
"There's so many misconceptions when you see a relationship like ours," says Melanie Walters, 34, who met her 29-year-old hubby, Devar, on a girls' trip to Jamaica.
Like Chantel, Melanie's family — especially sister Bev — initially thought the match was a terrible idea.
"They assume someone is in it for the green card," says Melanie. "Being on the show was a way to show naysayers that love like this can work."

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"A small maid-of-all work appeared in answer to the bell, and stood transfixed as the visitor, producing a monocle, placed it in his right eye and inspected her through it.
"A warm afternoon," he said cordially.
"Yes, sir."
"But pleasant," urged the young man. "Tell me, is Mrs. Jackson at home?"
"No, sir."
"Not at home?"
"No, sir."
The young man sighed.
"Ah, well," he said, "we must always remember that these disappointments are sent to us for some good purpose. No doubt they make us more spiritual. Will you inform her that I called. The name is Psmith. P-smith."
"Peasmith, sir?"
"No, no. P-s-m-i-t-h. I should explain to you that I started life without the initial letter, and my father always clung ruggedly to the plain Smith. But it seemed to me that there were so many Smiths in the world that a little variety might well be introduced. Smythe I look on as a cowardly evasion, nor do I approve of the too prevalent custom of tacking another name on in front by means of a hyphen. So I decided to adopt the Psmith. The p, I should add for your guidance, is silent, as in phthisis, psychic, and ptarmigan. You follow me?"
"Y-yes, sir."
"You don't think," he said anxiously, "that I did wrong in pursuing this course?"
"N-no, sir."
Splendid!" said the young man, flicking a speck of dust from his sleeve. "Splendid! Splendid!"We would urge all of those readers anxious to make their views known to ourselves to study the works of the immortal Wodehouse with great care. Otherwise you are going to get fucking crucified.


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For Summer 2017, Bite Beauty launched the new Love, Bite Lip Set ($42 for a $70 value), a fun giftable trio exclusive to Sephora. The set has two full-size Multisticks, a full-size Prismatic Pearl Crème Lip Gloss, and a beautiful floral print mirror – all in a pink, collectible Bite Beauty tin.
In this set you get:
- Multistick in Cashew (0.17 oz/ 4.75 g) – is a perfect warm medium rosy taupe with a matte finish. It has semi-sheer to full opaque coverage.
- Multistick in Gelato (0.17 oz/ 4.75 g) – is a warm medium rosy mauve with a matte finish. This one has a semi-sheer to full opaque coverage as well.
- Prismatic Pearl Crème Lip Gloss in Rose Pearl (0.14 oz/ 4 g) – is a warm metallic plum rose with violet and green shimmer and has brown undertones with a foiled finish. It has buildable medium to semi-opaque coverage.
- A floral print travel-size mirror
- A collectable Bite Beauty tin
The Bite Beauty Multistick is a creamy multitasking formula that can be worn on the lips, eyes and cheeks. They are one-swipe wonders with a semi-matte, semi-luminous finish reflecting a touch of light that offer semi-sheer to full opaque coverage depending on the shade. With 35% powder in each Multistick bullet, the silicone-free formula creates a soft focus finish that's blendable, breathable, and buildable. They are a perfect balance between a cream and a powder but in general have a dominant cream-like feel. Texture is lightweight and emollient with a subtle lush finish. Although they are medium thick in consistency I still find that these blend easy like a silky cream. Dubbed as a cream-to-powder product, these are not in true cream-to-powder form as the formula does not dry down all the way. There are three ways these can be worn and I've tried all of them, here's a quick recap of my thoughts on each method:
For the lips I found these to wear like a regular creamy lipstick with a satin finish that wore for over five hours before the color started to take on a more matte appearance. Out of the tube these offer instant pigment with full opaque coverage – however, when applied with either fingers or a lip brush, coverage initially came out more sheer but totally buildable. The formula is not drying and wears very comfortably with a smooth look and feel with neither color settling into any fine lines or becoming clingy. What impressed me the most about these were their longevity factor. Each shade wore strongly for well over six hours with minimal touch-ups, to me it seemed like once the finish transformed to a matte that the color started fading quite quickly right after. In comparison, the Amuse Bouche formula is a far superior lipstick formula but I found these perfectly wearable. As one who often finds matte-type finishes hard to pull off, I was thrilled to find these as good wearable neutrals that don't look flat.
Swatched on the arm
On the eyes I found these a little harder to work with. While the texture allowed me to blend out the edges to a nice, diffused look and the buildable coverage gave me ample pigment to deposit medium color onto the lid right off the bat, my ultimate problem lied with the overall formula not drying down all the way. This in return caused product to settle into every crease, ridge and line not even 20 minutes into application. I would use my finger to tap product back into a smooth formation for it to only crease literally within minutes after. Only when using a combination of eyeshadow primer + a translucent setting powder is when I was able to extend the wear as well as the creasing probabilities. Even then I may only get five hours out of them before creasing would occur again.
Lastly are the cheeks. These work absolutely perfect as a cream blush, bronzer or contour. Texture is super blendable with buildable color. Intensity can be tweaked accordingly to a sheer flush or a brighter wash of color. They glide on the skin smoothly without stripping away foundation. I like to draw a small X on the cheeks and then proceed to blend product out with my finger leaving behind a beautiful, natural subtle sheen. The formula did not dry down completely on the cheeks either. Without a setting powder, if I forgot and accidentally touched my cheek the color would transfer and there would be a missing spot of blush on my cheeks. With setting powder it did not transfer but the finish does lose its sheen that way – however, once I set them with my Marc Jacobs Beauty Re(cover) Perfecting Coconut Setting Mist (reviewed here), a slight dew was revived.
Next up is the Prismatic Pearl Crème Lip Gloss in Rose Pearl. There are seven shades of lip gloss in the collection, all of which are holographic and give a modern, foiled lip look. Rose Pearl is a warm metallic plum rose with violet and green shimmer and has brown undertones with a foiled finish. It has buildable medium to semi-opaque coverage. The color has a strong high-shine finish with a transparent quality that made this wearable on its own as well as layered over other lip products. The lightweight formula has a nice moisturizing feel which made the lips feel very soft. Texture is slightly tacky but was never really sticky throughout wear. It applies smoothly and evenly across the lips with one coat providing ample coverage, and last for about four hours on me with some light transfer when lips touch a surface. What I specifically liked about this gloss was the fact that the shimmer does not feel gritty on the lips.The gloss has a light minty scent but has a sweet fruit-like aftertaste.
Swatched on the arm. For the second swatch I purposely focused out to capture the shimmer factor.
Swatched on the lips. For skin tone reference, I am not wearing any foundation and am completely barefaced here. My skin tone is medium with pink undertones.
This set is hands down a winner in my book. It can be easy to get suckered into value sets because the pricing may be on point but often times it's not in terms of what you actually get in return. The Love, Bite Lip Set is such an amazing value that it blew my mind when I saw it, for the $42 price tag you receive three full-size products! The overall color scheme appears to be all things rosy and if these colors are up your alley then I think this will be a great buy – or gift because next month is Mother's Day after all. I am in love with the Multisticks in this box. They are such pretty neutrals for Spring and they are light and not sticky at all. I really love the way Gelato looks on the eyes and both of the shades are perfect everyday lip colors. The lip gloss is amazingly shimmery, perfect for Summer!
The Bite Beauty Love, Bite Lip Set can be found online at Sephora for $42. This set is limited edition.


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I love all things geometric (except for actual geometry :/ ). So, I thought it was about time to dedicate a whole post to the black and white graphic. For more geometric awesomeness check out my Pinterest board so appropriately named Geometric Love Fest!
1. I'd put together a whole bash based around these black and white striped balloons, image via What It Is
2. I could live with these hand painted coasters thrown all over our living space, and wouldn't even complain about the mess. Coasters by The Coastal on Etsy
3. If I lived anywhere near the Portland area A Cake Design would be one of my preferred vendors. Their cakes are perfection!
4. Love this modern abstract print by Polka Dotty Dolls on Etsy
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Always from ''Star Wars'' a bit of dark matter entirely in After Effects with the help of some plugins for the liquid effect. The red XS sphere is all covered by this substance!
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McArthur Glen is one of Europe's leading Designer Outlets. Four Rain Communications approached me on behalf of McArthur Glen Swindon, to design and install a 3D display promoting their 'Wonders of Autumn' campaign. Fronted by celebrities Laura Jackson and Alice Levine, they selected the 'Perfect 10' A/W hero pieces, and wanted these displayed in a visually engaging and unique space. I was asked to design, source, purchase and install the display, involving 3 students from the local university at dressing stage.
This was a fantastic project to work on, and I was happy to receive such complimentary feedback, along with recognition from the local press. I have since been approached to work on further assignments with both Rain Communications and McArthur Glen.
The 3D structure I designed has also become a permanent structure in the shopping centre, and has evolved to include displays for Christmas and Spring.


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It's National Puppy Day. You want a puppy? They need a home.
Celebrate National Puppy Day with your furry friends at BAHS
If you haven't seen the movie "Marley and Me" in a while, watch it tonight. It's the cutest puppy movie ever. Duh.
After crying your eyes out at the end, head to Instagram. National Puppy Day is the one time of the year you can spend the day looking at cute puppy photos and video without much judgment. (We know some of you already do this anyway.)
The last thing you could do today is a huge commitment — make sure you're ready for it — but if you have room in your heart, it'll be easy. Head to the Belleville Area Humane Society at 1301 S. 11th St.
The animal shelter has more than 30 dogs in need of a good home. Two of those dogs are puppies, and they're seriously cute.
Archer and King Thor have captured the hearts of Humane Society employees and volunteers. Now it's time for them to find a family of their own.
On a recent visit to the animal shelter, the Belleville News-Democrat spent time with Archer, a loveable 8-month-old puppy who's only been there about week.
If you ask us, he's already an extraordinary dog. He loves to snuggle, is well trained and of course, Archer loves anything that smells like bacon.
We didn't get to spend time with King Thor because he's been feeling under the weather lately, but we know he's a loveable Labrador Retriever with a big a heart. King Thor is 10 months old.
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How fire risks should be managed in enclosed Australian shopping centres
Freeman, Malcolm (2010) How fire risks should be managed in enclosed Australian shopping centres. Other Degree thesis, Victoria University.
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The purpose of this research is to study fire risk management in enclosed shopping centres. Enclosed shopping centres are commercial buildings and as such are regulated as commercial buildings. Over the past decades, there have been a large number of enclosed shopping centres built across the world. In turn, there has been an increase in major fires and loss of life. Enclosed shopping centres are perceived to have lower fire risks than other commercial buildings in Australia. However, evidence has shown that this is not always the case, in particular, the fire in September 2006 at the Myer store in Hobart. The purpose of this research is to find out how the fire risks are managed and to provide a model to guide that management.
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Hutchison Vale Football Club
I am heavily involved with Hutchison Vale Football Club. I play in the Premier League of Scotland with the ladies team. Please visit the website: http://hutchisonvaleladies.com. Home games are played at Saughton Enclosure, Edinburgh. I have been providing weekly performance psychology groups to the team including various sport psychology components e.g. performance profiling, goal setting, using strengths, positive self talk, team building, visualisation, relaxation, optimal performance states etc. The players have been engaging and positive throughout the sessions, and I feel they have really grown in confidence and self awareness. There seems to be more open communication between the team, and players are much more able to maintain composure when stressed in games which we are still working hard on. Keep up the great work girls.
Live in the Moment
Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment. Buddha
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Whilst participating in sport, in training, in everyday life, concentrate on being there; being your best, and enjoying the moment! The here and now!
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(Originally published in the Winter 2008 MAGIC Newsletter)
By Marilyn Rohr
With the coming of the automobile, one of the first auto repair businesses in Mishicot was started in the early 1920s by William (Bill) Meineke (on left in photograph). His first garage was located on Main Street, close to the river behind the old grain mill (now the Country Store). Bill and his wife Mayme (Redeker), raised two sons, Donald and Dale. While the boys were overseas in the Second World War, Bill wrote to them, asking if they would join him in business when they returned. If so, he would build a new building next to their home. "Meineke & Sons Garage" was built at 137 West Main Street, now the site of Mishicot Auto Sales, where the three operated the business together. Thus, Meinekeĺs garage, operated in two locations on Main Street, was active for a total of sixty years. During those years, Bill and his sons also served as Mishicot Volunteer Firemen; Dale was Assistant Fire Chief for 30 years.
The business enterprises of the Meineke families in the Mishicot, Larrabee and Two Rivers area had their roots with their hard working German ancestors, the Schmidt family. Johann & Dorothea Schmidt came to Wisconsin in the 1850s, cleared the land, farmed, and raised a large family in a log home. In 1905, after the great Chicago fire created a need for brick buildings, four of the Schmidtĺs sons moved to Chicago and started the Schmidt Bros. Construction Co. Over the next thirty-five years, the company built 250 schools, churches, YMCAs, offices and the famous Medinah Country Club, which hosts major golf tournaments.
Other sons and daughters of the Schmidts remained farmers, such as Minnie, who married Charles Meineke, father of William, and five more sons and three daughters, most of whom remained in the area.
The oldest of the Meineke children was Leona, who married Alvin Jindra. Together they owned a cheese factory in Kingsbridge, later a farm across the road from what is now Fox Hills Resort. Their five children are Ethel Breitwisch, Alvin Jr., Roy Jindra, (who started Jindra Plumbing & Heating), Daniel, and Grace Schleis.
Nora Meineke and her husband, William Menges, also had a cheese factory and eventually ran the Clover Farm Grocery Store in Larrabee. Their daughter, Mildred Haese, later ran the store and William, Jr., Betty Wentker and Paul Menges also from Larrabee. William and Noraĺs brother, Raymond Meineke, built a grain mill in Larrabee, which was run by Raymond and his wife, Elvira (Ahrens).
Herbert Meineke and his wife, Hattie (Kadow), lived across the street from the Meineke Garage in Mishicot and sold chickens, eggs and vegetables from their large garden. Hattie could often be seen riding her bicycle to work while she worked at Holst Department Store in Mishicot for forty years. Daughter, Donna (Meineke) Barnes lives in Colorado.
Two of the Meineke brothers lived in Two Rivers. Harold, who married Ruth (Stueck) of Mishicot, was in partnership in the Two Rivers Motor Co. on 16th Street, selling and servicing Hudson and Rambler automobiles. They had two children, Richard and Audrey (Meineke) Shambeau, both of Two Rivers.
Also in Two Rivers were Erhardt and his wife, Viola (Hels). Erhardt was a brick and stone mason, having learned the trade in the Schmidt Family Construction business in Chicago. Erhardt and Viola had three daughters, Marilyn Rohr, Joyce Beth and Bev Etzelmueller. Ervin Meineke and wife, Hilda (Mertens) of Two Rivers, also moved to Chicago to work in the construction company. Esther (Meineke) Holsopple and her husband, Dwight, lived in Beverly Hills, California where Esther had worked as a nanny for Erich VanStroheim, who later became a movie actor. They have a son, Carl, now of Florida.
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Happy Sunday MMT Fam! Here's a chance to view the fourth and final screening, Mozart's COSI FAN TUTTE, from the Met Live Summer Encores 2016 season.
Billed as a comedy, Così fan tutte centers around a bet made between three men. Don Alfonso, the oldest and most cynical of the three, bets Ferrando and Guglielmo that he can prove that their girlfriends, Fiordiligi and Dorabella, are like all women – unfaithful. Don Alfonso, with the help of Despina, the girls' maid, plot to pretend to send the men off to war, and then disguise them as "Albanians" to assist in attempts to seduce the other man's girlfriend.
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W.S. Merwin
W.S. Merwin began his life in poetry at age five, writing hymns for his minister father's Presbyterian services. Author of eighteen books of poetry, five books of prose, and translator of twenty works of European and Asian languages, Merwin has been awarded most of the major prizes in American letters, including the Yale Series of Younger Poets Award (1952, for A Mask for Janus), the Pulitzer Prize (1970, for The Carrier of Ladders), the Bollingen Prize, and the first Tanning Prize for mastery in the art of poetry.
As a Princeton graduate in the 1950s, Merwin traveled in western Europe, finding his affinity for translation while tutoring Robert Graves' son in Majorca. His translation work has ranged widely, from The Song of Roland to Euripedes to the poetry of Russian Osip Mandelstam to Neruda's Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair. Recipient of the 1968 PEN Translation Prize for his Selected Translations, Merwin's more recent translations include East Window (The Asian Translations), collections by Jaime Sabines, Roberto Juarroz, Muso Soseki, and Dante's Purgatorio.
The influence of Graves and Blake are evident in the formalism and mythological themes of Merwin's own early work. By the sixties, though, with The Moving Target and The Lice, he was experimenting with metrical irregularity and "open forms," creating the signature enjambment and syntactic suspension that has allowed him to dispense with punctuation entirely, even in recent long narrative poems.
A typical Merwin poem – easily identifiable and widely imitated – is elusive, enigmatic, and often disquieting. Merwin's varied and prolific literary career is entwined with his pacifist, anti-imperialist, environmentalist values and activism. Merwin has a "talent for the desolate and dismembered," writes the critic Helen Vendler. "He is one of the voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells . . . finding his hollow divinities."
In poems marked by a severe and tenuous beauty, Merwin explores human perception and the capacity of language to express experience; he ponders the passage of time, the unreliability of memory, and man's perplexity in the face of a troubled planet. As the poet Peter Davison writes, he "engages the underground stream of our lives."
W.S. Merwin lives in Hawaii where he keeps a garden of rare and endangered palm trees.
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Spring 2003
Spring 2013
Naturally it is night.
Under the overturned lute with its
One string I am going my way
Which has a strange sound.
This way the dust, that way the dust.
I listen to both sides
But I keep right on.
I remember the leaves sitting in judgment
And then winter.
I remember the rain with its bundle of roads.
The rain taking all its roads.
Young as I am, old as I am,
I forget tomorrow, the blind man.
I forget the life among the buried windows.
The eyes in the curtains.
The wall
Growing through the immortelles.
I forget silence
The owner of the smile.
This must be what I wanted to be doing,
Walking at night between the two deserts,
From THE MOVING TARGET (Atheneum, 1963)
On the last day of the world
I would want to plant a tree
what for
not for the fruit
the tree that bears the fruit
is not the one that was planted
I want the tree that stands
in the earth for the first time
with the sun already
going down
and the water
touching its roots
in the earth full of the dead
and the clouds passing
one by one
over its leaves
From THE RAIN IN THE TREES (Alfred A. Knopf, 1988)
Through a Glass
My face in the train window no color
years later taking me by surprise
when remembered looking older of course
behind it the fields I had known that long
flashing through it once again before I could
catch them the afternoon light the small lane
swinging by where an old man was walking
with a dog and their shadows while the face
raced past without moving and was neither
the daylight going nor the sight of it
once a snake left its whole skin by my door
still rustling without breath without a sound
all of a piece a shade out in the air
the silent rings in which a life had journeyed
From THE PUPIL (Alfred A. Knopf, 2001)
Noah's Raven
Why should I have returned?
My knowledge would not fit into theirs.
I found untouched the desert of the unknown,
Big enough for my feet. It is my home.
It is always beyond them. The future
Splits the present with the echo of my voice.
Hoarse with fulfillment, I never made promises.
From MOVING TARGET (Macmillan Pub Co, 1963)
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