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    "And don’t let yours always be too low,” Dorothy snapped back.

    'I shouldn’t have come here,' Dana thought. The willies wiggled in the pit of her stomach. 'This is too much like home.'

    “Bucky was a wonderful father, a hard worker and a good provider, but don’t be getting interested in him. You’ll regret it, I promise.”

    “I’m just here for a couple weeks doing some research. I don’t live in Maine.”

    “Simon seemed to think there was some chemistry going on. I don’t recommend it, for your own good. Seriously.” Ross was studying the laces on his shoes. “He has a terrible temper and a fondness for the demon liquor. And tells stupid jokes, to boot.”

    “I’ve never heard him tell a joke at all.” Dana said, not knowing how to respond to this conversational thread.

    “He’s probably trying not to scare you off.”

    “Is this another of your paintings?” Dana asked, in an obvious ploy to change the subject, and with some trepidation.

    “Yes,” Dorothy said, “It’s another from high school.”

    “It’s beautiful . . . and . . . uh . . . disturbing. Could you tell me a little about it?”

    “This is the piece of art that clinched my getting into art school. I went to Mecca, down in Portland,” Dorothy said.

    “I can see why they liked it,” Dana said.

    “It’s Ami,” Ross said, in a gruff, gravelly voice, much like the voice he had used to warn her from swimming to Little Hog Island the day they met.

    Dana looked at him sharply.

    “It was . . . it was right after . . .” he trailed off, looked helplessly up at Dorothy.

    “After the swamping?” Dana asked.

    “No,” Dorothy said, “it was worse than that. Much worse.”



    1)The image is mine, a painting I made for Cowbird and for this novel a couple days ago. I was standing in for Dorothy as a teenager. (I won't always be able to make paintings for every post--time isn't that kind.)

    2)I am a little behind in posting the most recent links and also the chapter updates on the blog for those who prefer to read it all at once. You can navigate through the sprouting system on the recent posts, if you're interested. I apologize.

    Links for Cowbird installments of my serial novel hopeful, Discovery at Little Hog Island

    3)I will be away and probably incommunicado most of the weekend. We're going fishing with friends and I have no "smart" equipment. What we will have is real face time and real time in nature.
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