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been
doing if we married. When I was in the hospital all those months, the only
reason I did survive was my strong belief in my faith, the wonderful memories
of growing up on the farm and of you and I in love and, and…..,” Dwayne’s voice
trailed off, smothered in tears as he attempted to ask once again for her
forgiveness.
     
     
    It was Ashley’s turn to express her
emotions.  Her tears and Dwayne’s combined when she drew him closer cheek to
cheek. “The forgiveness has always been given she said. Never did I doubt your
reasons and whatever your reason was I knew it was for my protection. It was
because of your love for me that communication stopped. I accepted that.
     
    “It’s late Ashley; the Yoder’s will be
wondering where I am when they don’t see the cottage lights on. The main house
where they live has had the power box removed because of the order of Amish
they belong to. Sometimes I wonder how I would get along if I was Amish. Living
a simple, plain life.” “The Amish probably look at you in your cottage with
electricity and wonder how life would be so much easier if they had modern
conveniences.”
     
    “Let them wonder Dwayne, do spend the
night in the guest bedroom. In the morning after breakfast let’s spend the day
together on the trail. We have so much catching up to do.” Ashley was taken
back that she even thought of such a thing and Dwayne was surprised at his
simple and most natural answer. “I would like that Ashley; I would like that
very much.”
     

Chapter
Seven
     
    The next morning Ashley was up and at
her computer by 5:30AM. Soon after Dwayne emerged from his bedroom and
announced it was the best nights sleep he’s had in months. He was curious why
Ashley would be at her computer so early in the morning.
     
    She explained that she sells things
online and people from around the world order things while she is sleeping and
it’s always fun to start your day by seeing how much money you made overnight.
“Did I wake you, I tried being quiet?” No you don’t wake an ole farmer; we are
just raring to go by 4AM. “But you no longer farm, do you?” No Ashley but my
body and sleep patterns think I do. I tinker on the computer too, selling farm
related items on eBay. But I only ship to the lower 48 and I don’t get to the
computer until 8 or 9 after my morning breakfast.”
     
    “Breakfast, where are my manners
Dwayne? What would you like?” “What I would like is for you to continue your
customer service correspondence and I will make us pancakes, do you have
pancake mix?” “I sure do and some of our famous Myers Maple Syrup too.” Ashley
wondered, “Does the farm still have that big grove of maples and do the trees
get tapped in the spring?”
     
    “Faithfully every year and they give
up their tasty yield to the maple camps and the Amish split the profits with
me. Some years are better flows than others but overall it’s my little fun
money I use for my hobby.” “I want to know all about your hobby and so much
more. It will be fun on the trail today. Come with me Dwayne, I want to show
you something and it’s about to happen in a minute or two.”
     
    Ashley squeezes his hand and leads him
out onto her front porch. The two of them sit down on the swing and witness the
sun coming up, giving up its twinkling sparkles as it shimmers through the
trees. Then in a burst of energy the porch is glowing from a most gorgeous
sunrise. Well, the sun was up almost an hour ago but not up high enough to
crest the mountains and trees. Dwayne squeezed her hand, leaned over and kissed
their first sunrise kiss.
     
    “In the short time I’ve lived here
Dwayne; I never witnessed what we just saw without thinking of you. Do you
believe in Law of Attraction Dwayne?” “How do you mean,” he asked?  “You know,
something you think about so much and mysteriously it happens and you think its
just coincidence.” “Do you think the two of us sitting here, not only on just