HAPPY ANNIVERSARY

It was nine months ago today that we all first viewed "The Magic of Ordinary Days". As touched as we were by this lovely, romantic story and talented cast, none of us knew then how much it would literally change our lives.

I know many of your stories are the same as mine. I was captivated by this movie, entranced. I usually watch the Hallmark movies, as they are always such high quality productions. I remember seeing the commercials for this one, and was a little concerned thinking, hmm--the guy is yelling at the dog? I don't know if I am going to like this at all...little did we know. Afterwards, I was thankful I had DVR'd it!

The next day I watched it again. (I was so struck with this guy--what was his name again? Skeet Ulrich...yeah. I had heard his name, knew he was a good actor, but couldn't put my finger on what I had seen him in before. That changed quickly. I began searching for more information about his other roles. To this day I am amazed at the depth of characters he has portrayed and how he manages to be so chameleon-like in looks and perspective.)

Back to TMOOD! I ordered the DVD, bought the book, continued trying to find more information about this film. I finally ended up on some message boards. For a computer novice like myself, that in itself was a miracle! Then to read all these comments and know I was not alone in how this movie touched my heart! What a relief--I am not crazy! Somehow I got 'here' to the blog...and it felt like coming home. Never in my life had I 'talked' online, EVER! I didn't even know what a blog was. First we talked endlessly about the movie...still do at times. But I cannot begin to explain how this movie, this actor brought me to this place.

I know it sounds corny, but all because this movie was on nine months ago, I have found an incredible group of friends. Somehow we all ended up here...God works not only in myterious ways, but in 'magic' ways, too. So thank you CBS, Hallmark, Ms. Creel for your beautiful story. Thank you to the wonderful cast and crew that brought that story to life. And thank you Skeet! Because we all admire your work, you have given me this 'circle' of the most inspiring women I have ever met. Thank you, thank you.

The Recovery

Amy, Part 1
The Accident, Part 2
The Recovery, Part 3

It was a month after their accident, about mid October.  Livy had just put Daniel in his crib for his morning nap. And since it looked like a nice but cool fall day, Livy put on her sweater and took her coffee out to the veranda. She sat in the swing, looking at what was left of her garden, and then gazed out over the land she had come to love and appreciate.  She felt a twinge of pain in her back, and was again reminded of their accident. But today she had no sad thoughts, today she had thoughts of thankfulness. She was making plans to host her first Thanksgiving dinner.  She was feeling a bit anxious about it, but knew that Martha would help her, and she always had the help and support of Ray.

Stephen was still helping Ray on the farm. The fall ploughing was completed so today he and Ray were doing a bit of work in the barn. They approached the house, with Franklin bounding ahead of them, and since Stephen had errands to do in Wilson he went upstairs to clean up and change his clothes. He also had lunch plans with his uncle and aunt, Rev Case and his wife.  Ray came up the walk to the house, came over to the swing where Livy was sitting, bent down and kissed her.  He winced a bit because his ribs sometimes still hurt, but he could bear a bit of pain to kiss his wife. Franklin came up beside Livy so she could pet him and tell him what a good dog he is.  Happy with the attention, he lay down near her.

Ray asked if there was more coffee, and Livy told him there was, and was just about ready to get up and get him some when he said, ‘No, please, sit, I can get it myself.’  She remembered what he had said about his dad, and that he wanted to be the kind of husband his dad was. He had said his dad never expected his wife to wait on him if he was capable of doing it himself.

When he came out with coffee in hand, he sat on the swing. ‘What were you so deep in thought about?’ he asked Livy.

She smiled and said, ‘Well, I was just thinking about cooking Thanksgiving dinner, and my thoughts wandered to how thankful I am.’

‘Bout what?’ asked Ray, even though he probably knew a few of the things she would be thankful for.

‘Well, first of all, even though we were in pain for a while, the accident has not drastically changed our lives,’ she said.

Ray nodded, smiled, and said, ‘Yeah, even the old beetbox has been repaired, and is still running!’ Just then Stephen came out, bid them a good day, and took off in his truck.

‘And we now have a hired hand,’ Ray continued, ‘But I’m not sure if we’re going to need him over the winter. Depends on how well my ribs continue to heal, I suspect. So, what else is on your list of things to be thankful for?’

‘We’ll, let me see, besides my being born to my wonderful mother, and having a decent enough family,’ and Ray knew that she was thinking of how her father still treated her, ‘Having the opportunity to get an education, but I think what I give thanks for most is you and Daniel,’ she said with a smile at Ray.

Ray looked at her lovingly, but with a mischievous smile on his face said, ‘Well, lets see, I do have a great family, not as much education as you, a great son, but I’m not sure about the wife Rev Case picked out for me.’

At this Livy gave him a gentle slap on his shoulder. They both laughed. They knew they were blessed to have each other and Daniel. Sometimes it almost went without saying, but today it was good to say it.

‘Oh, Ray, did I tell you? Daniel was trying to walk today! It was almost laughable, poor guy struggling so hard to get up on his feet. He crawled toward the dining room table and was holding on to a chair leg and using it to help him stand,’ said Livy. As she was describing Daniel’s efforts Ray had a big smile on his face, and said, ‘Soon he’ll be running all over the farm!’ whereupon they both laughed.

‘Well,’ said Ray, ‘On a more serious note, I guess we should be thankful that the accident wasn’t worse,’ and they both nodded and after sipping his coffee Ray continued, ‘Did I tell you that three of the young lads spoke to me one morning at the hospital?’

Livy frowned, deep in thought. ‘You know, I don’t remember that. But I was pretty much out of it for a few days, I slept a lot,’ she said with a chuckle.

He continued, ‘Yeah, you were. And, yeah, they came by and apologized.’

‘That was nice,’ said Livy nodding and smiling. She was deep in thought for a moment, sipping her coffee and enjoying the nearness of Ray. She looked up at him and he was watching her. ‘What?’ Livy queried.

Ray let out at big sigh, ‘Do you think we’ll ever be totally well again? I mean, I feel a lot better than I did last month, but will we always have to be cautious about what we do?’

Livy nodded, ‘Unfortunately I think we will. But it shouldn’t stop us from having a good life together. We just have to be careful and not overdue it.’

He smiled, and nodded. After a few moments reflection Ray said, ‘You know, funny as this may sound, I am thankful that Amy came to the farm in, when was that, late August, early September?’ Livy nodded yes, but had a frown on her face and thought, where is his he going with this?

Ray continued with these gentle loving words to his wife, ‘And the reason I am glad she came here is because I now know that when I broke up with her it was the best thing for me. Maybe not for her, but definitely for me.’ Livy smiled at her husband. ‘The manner in which she treated us all that day was unforgivable, but it sure proved my point. However, the lonely years in between were hard on me. I had my parents to think of, and Daniel’s help, but no girlfriend, no wife.’ At this his voice trailed off, and tears came to his eyes, but they weren’t tears for Amy, they were tears for his parents and brother. Livy moved closer to him and put her hand in his, interlocking their fingers. Since he was deep in thought he wasn’t expecting her touch, so his head jerked up, and he raised his eyebrows. ‘Thanks, Livy,’ he said, his voice thick with emotion. ‘You know, I never did answer your question that day.’

Livy looked puzzled and asked, ‘What question?’

Ray looked at her, ‘Remember? You asked about Amy? Just before the accident? Well, I didn’t answer you.’ Ray then told her about Amy, and then how she had treated him long ago on the last day they were together; and that she left Wilson; and that he had not seen her in a long time till a couple of years ago at the harvest dance; and then no word again till she started writing to him. Livy listened to him, with her hand still in his.  When he finished she put her arms around him, and they held each other for a few minutes.  He kissed her on the forehead, whereupon she lifted her face to his, and he kissed her on the lips. ‘Thank you,’ Livy said quietly.

Ray cleared his throat and said, ‘You’re welcome. Sorry it took so long for me to answer your question.’ Livy just nodded and smiled.

After a few moments he smiled and said, ‘So, Thanksgiving dinner, what have you planned so far?’

‘We’ll, let’s see,’ Livy said, ‘So far I’ve opened two cookbooks.’ At his Ray laughed so hard he had to wince in pain. ‘Livy,’ he said, ‘You should remind me when you are going to be funny,’ at which they both laughed.

‘No, really, that’s all I’ve done except play out the day in my head,’ she said, ‘Martha told me that it all works better if you have a plan.  You know, all the food has to be on the table at the same time, and she said to be sure that you are not overwhelmed by having to set the table, carve the turkey, mash potatoes, and dish up vegetables all at once.’

Ray nodded and asked if Martha had any other suggestions, and Livy told him that her biggest piece of advice was to get the turkey in the oven early, so it comes out about the time the vegetables are ready to be cooked, that way you can carve the turkey without anxiety about all of this other stuff having to happen at the same time. Oh, yeah, and you can have the baking done a few days before. And even have the table set earlier in the day. Ray smiled, and said, ‘Sounds like good advice. And, you know, I’m here to help, and so will she and Ruth.’

‘Thanks, Ray, I know I can count on you, but I really would like to try this without as much help from Martha and Ruth. This would be my thanks to them and for their all helpfulness, if I can pull this off. But I will ask if I need help,’ she said, ‘But now that I think of it, I will need help with Daniel, and Ruth will likely volunteer!’

Ray looked lovingly at his wife, and a surge of passion swept over him. Livy looked at him, caught the look, and he said huskily, almost in a whisper, ‘Can we go upstairs?’ She got his meaning, and felt herself get moist. It had been so long since they had made love.  He drew her to him, kissed her passionately, urgently on the lips. He said, ‘I wish I could carry you up the stairs, but that might have to wait,’ at which they both laughed.

‘I have to go to the bathroom first,’ said Livy. And Ray said, ‘Meet you in bed.’ After her short trip to the bathroom she went into the bedroom. Ray was already undressed, in bed, and had the covers pulled down on her side. She suddenly felt shy, so turned away from him as she took off her clothes and dropped them on the floor, and almost in one motion sat on the bed, turned, and pulled the covers out of his hands and over herself. He laughed. He loved that she still had this bit of modesty and shyness about her.

They were both on their sides, turned toward each other, and kissed each other passionately, murmuring endearments, and how much they missed their love making. Livy could feel that he was already hard, so raised her left leg up onto his thigh, which drew her closer to him. They each put one of their hands on the others hips to facilitate the movements of their bodies. After those passionate kisses she was ready, too. He entered her, and for a few moments they forgot about the possibility of physical pain and enjoyed themselves.  They threw caution to the wind and allowed themselves the freedom of verbally and sexually expressing themselves. They both came fairly quickly but were satisfied. They lay panting in each others arms, locked together with Livy’s leg still over his thigh. They did not pull away until they each started to feel some pain, and then reluctantly released their hold on each other. Ray rolled over onto his back, and breathed in the sweet smell of her hair.  Livy rested her head on his chest, but still with her leg on him, and breathed in his earthy soap scent. His heart was still beating quite fast. They enjoyed the comfort of the embrace, and closed their eyes.

The next sound they heard was Daniel as he awoke from his nap and wanted his lunch. Livy raised herself up and kissed Ray, and he held her close for a moment, then she put her clothes on, and went to attend to their son.  Life was returning to normal in the Singleton household.

I'll be back

Now this is what I call the "Terminator" look.

I think it's a big sign, something's up his sleeve

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First time in months he's dressed up quite well. The jacket made a big difference.

This one on 10/18/05 in Culver City at the Silhouette Lounge at Smashbox during the Mercedes Benz Fashion week
Courtesy of: Getty Images

Busy Skeet

Jan1425 alerted us to new pictures. What a great find! He looks really handsome and looking happy too!

Jesicca Capshaw, Skeet and Marla Sokolov

Taken at DKNY Jeans presents Vanity Fair in Concert 10/25/05

Miracles 12- The Letter --Installment 1

*Note: for those who can't have background music, the control to stop the playing is at the bottom of the page.

Author: Pbright
Miracles "The Letter"
Installment 1
"How Sweet It Is to be Loved By you"

As this episode opens we get a giga quick look at a speed writing of a letter. At first, I find that glimpse to be annoying- where is my Paul? Back to speed writing in later installments. I have more pressing dialogue and screen caps to get to.

As soon as I was annoyed by the quick glimpse of the speed writing scene…… I was warmed by the song playing…… "How sweet it is to be loved by you".

……..Paul picks up the wine glass to make a toast. A toast to his sibling from the orphanage……"To Georgia, we grew up together….Well at least one did", with a low giggle, "…..I didn’t say which one."……" Seriously, to one of the coolest people I know…..who else would throw a Mother’s Day Party at an orphanage?"…….

They all clink their glasses and in a low-sultry voice, Paul says

"Happy Birthday"

……(can someone send that voice mail to me on my birthday???melt……..)

We then see the side of Paul that always peers through in every episode-
Georgia gets all weepy and Paul asks………
"You alright?"

Georgia’s reply…"Don’t you feel lucky? No one here has family not even Poppi…….."

Paul reply may seem flirty…."You’ve had some wine."

Then there is that look that most of us melt at……with a quick raised eyebrow….Paul says something that we all wish he’d say to us….."you gonna kiss me again?"

Outside the restaurant, everyone says their goodbyes. Paul and Georgia give each other a hug and Georgia places her hand on Paul’s face…..if that were me there would be a HOFK here!!!! What was Georgia thinking?

Poppi comes outside and here is where we encounter an intimate moment of this family. Paul walks away and sits on the bench outside of the restaurant…….

We find out that every year since Georgia’s father died, she receives a letter that he has written for her. This year is the last one. This is an emotional time for Georgia who appearntly reads them with Poppi and Paul. She tells them with it being the last, can she read it alone.

My questions to ponder………………

Who the heck are the younger orphans at the end of the table? They were not at the orphanage when Georgia and Paul were because Poppi told them the story of Georgia in the 11th grade telling the Nun that her father had died. So who are they? They have no family either-Georgia referenced that …."all of us here have no family….."

What was "the kiss" exchanged between Paul and Georgia when they were 12?

Why did Paul walk away from Georgia and Poppi out in front of the restaurant?

Why did the writer of the episode choose the song "How Sweet It Is to be Loved by You"?

Out and About....Finally!

October 22, 2005.

Skeet at the Into the Blue Premiere.

September 21, 2005.

(The short hair is my favourite look....)

From the Nightmare to the Ring--Chapter 3

The Gifts
Friday December 1, 1944

Sundays were truly a day of rest and worship in Wilson, Colorado. Since many families had to drive quite aways into town, it made sense to spend the whole day there if they wanted to attend vespers. So after morning services and the potluck dinner, the men would stroll through town, past the closed storefronts, talking crops and prices. In warm weather, they might pitch horse shoes in the churchyard, shirt-sleeves rolled up, drinking cold root beer. Now that winter was here, they would stay inside and play chess or checkers. The women of the church gathered in the fellowship hall to do needlework--knitting, quilting, crochet, embroidery. They didn't feel like it was idle chatter if they were doing something constructive while they talked. Some of their projects were destined to become family heirlooms and some were for donation to the Red Cross for soldiers overseas. The women's skills varied, but all enjoyed the time spent catching up with neighbors and hearing the news from around the county.

In the beginning, Livy took up quilting just to spend time with the others, a break from the isolation and solitude of the farm. Her mother and grandmother had quilted and she had some basic skills that were improving with time. The intricate patterns fascinated her, and she hoped to one day try her hand at something really special. But for now, she was happy just piecing a simple pattern, a Colorado Nine-Patch Hourglass. Martha had given her some scraps to practice on till she felt ready to start the blocks for her quilt. When Abby found out Livy was quilting, she was thoughtful enough to send Livy their mother's supplies. The day that box came was an emotional one for Livy--every piece of fabric held a story. Some were from dresses her mama had made the girls. Others were from clothes she remembered her grandma and mama wearing. At times she could not resist holding these to her face, hoping to catch a wisp of mama's lavender powder or the faded scent of granny's rose water perfume.

It was early Fall when Livy started piecing her quilt. When Ray saw her sorting through the scraps, he gave her a box of old clothes that he was going to use for rags. At first, she thought it was just his old shirts, then she realized some of the clothes belonged to his parents and Daniel. That was when she decided the quilt would be for Ray, her Christmas gift to him. She had mixed emotions at the thought of the holidays...if she left for Denver as planned, she certainly would not be here for Christmas. She pushed those thoughts aside -- she would worry about that later...

Since Livy had scared him with her pre-labor pains, Ray had made good his promise to stay close to the house. As much as she found comfort in this, it caused a bit of a dilemma! Till now, she was able to work on the quilt while Ray was busy with the farm and away from the house all day. Luckily, she only needed to bind the edges of the quilt. So she had asked Ruth to spend the night, and help her finish it up. Since Ruth would be with Livy, Ray could go to the beet factory for his regular night shift. Before he left, he made sure to tell them he wouldn't be home till late Saturday afternoon, as he had some business in town--actually, Ray had some Christmas plans of his own!

Saturday, Dec. 2, 1944
Ray climbed into the Beet Box, pumped the gas and set the choke. He grinned as she sputtered to life--the old girl was no beauty, but she was dependable! He started out for La Junta sipping from his thermos as he drove. He was confident that Livy and Ruth were not at all suspicious about his story. His appointment with Mr. Henry George was at 1:00 p.m., so he had all morning to do his banking and few other errands beforehand. Instead of being tired after working all night, he was excited about surprising Livy. He thought about their situation--he knew Livy still had her mind set on leaving. And he was pretty sure it was mostly fear of the unknown that was sending her back to Denver to have their baby. He'd tried to tell her that she would be fine--babies were born at home everyday, and that Martha and Doc McCutcheon would be attending her. He realized, too, that she probably never wanted her mama more than she did right now. He aimed to show her that no matter what, he wanted her in his life. If it meant going to Denver to convince her to come back home, he would do it. But he hoped to change her mind about leaving at all.


The little town was bustling, it being the first of the month, and only a few weeks before Christmas. Ray headed right for the bank. His passbook was showing a substantially smaller sum when he walked back out, but he had lived pretty frugally for some years now, and it felt good to be able spend money on his family. The next stop was Marshall's Department store, and Livy was first on his list. He looked so flustered as he tried to pick out a new gown and robe for her that an elderly saleswoman took pity on him and helped him with his selections. When he explained that he also needed baby things, she felt compelled to take him under her wing--she was a grandma, after all, and she could surely help him pick out the necessary items! Ray was grateful for her assistance. He wanted to have everything ready, just another way to show Livy how much he loved her and the baby. When he left the department store, he was loaded down with packages, and he stopped to deposit them in the truck. He could drop them off with Ruth, and she would be happy to wrap them for him. He checked the clock on the square, 11:45--plenty of time for a quick bite before meeting Mr. George.

Eating his lunch in the diner, Ray looked over his receipts. Yup...looked like he got everything Livy and the baby needed. Tiny shirts, gowns, booties and a sweater, hats and bibs, some flannel pads for the cradles, blankets and diapers. He smiled to himself, thinking of the two 'special' things he had purchased. Livy would chide him for doing it, he was sure, but whether this baby was a boy or girl, it would have a present under the tree that Daddy had picked out all on his own. When he saw the tiny outfits on display, he just couldn't resist! The baby girl's was a tiny navy blue taffeta dress, with a traditional 'sailor' collar and navy grosgrain tie. The dress and collar were piped in red and white and came with ruffly petticoat and socks. The baby boy's was a miniature flannel version of a 'real' sailor's uniform, complete with tiny white cap. He couldn't help a sad smile, thinking how proud Uncle Daniel would have been to see his niece or nephew decked out in honor of him. Slipping the bills in his coat, Ray finished his coffee and set out for George's Jewelry Store.

Mr. George greeted Ray himself, and took him back to his office. After deciding on a price range, he brought out a selection of items for Ray to choose from. Ray had read up on fine jewelry, and Mr. George was impressed that this farmer knew what to look for and was well educated in his questions. Ray finally picked out a nearly flawless diamond ring for Livy. In his heart, he had known all along this was what he wanted for Livy, to make up for not having a ring the day they were married. This particular ring reminded Ray of Livy. It was delicately set, yet the stone was strong and resilient. Ray wanted only the best for her. After all, this was an investment in their future and it would last a lifetime. He walked out of the jewelry store with the small velvet box close to his heart, knowing that Livy would recognize this as a symbol of his love for her. A small cloud of doubt hovered, though...when should he give it to her? He wanted it to be a Christmas present for her, but if she kept her plan to leave, he would have to give it to her beforehand. So be it. For days now, out in the shed, driving in the beet box, milking the cows, he had been practicing over and over. "Livy, I love you..." or " You know I love you, don't you Livy?" and just plain "I love you". Never had words come so hard to him! He FELT the words, he just didn't know how he was going to say them out loud.

In the meantime, Ruth and Livy had finished binding the edges of the quilt. Ruth insisted on making dinner for Aunt Livy and Uncle Ray, one of her 4-H projects. So Livy took the quilt upstairs and spread it out over the bed in Martha's old room. She let her fingers roam over each block, thinking about the garments that fashioned the pattern. She knew Ray would recognize many of the fabrics and treasure the memories that were associated with them. With a twinge, she thought about missing his reaction when he opened it Christmas morning. He probably wouldn't realize that she had put her love and gratitude for him into every stitch. Deep in her heart, she hoped that once the baby arrived, he would come to Denver and ask them to come back---back home where they belonged, with him. She didn't know if he could overlook the circumstances of their marriage, and worse, her betrayal of writing to Edward. It was an awful lot to ask any man to forgive. She sighed. At the last moment, she had embroidered their names and wedding date in the corner. Now she wondered if that was a good idea...it might only remind Ray of a costly mistake. Well, it was done now. Hmmph--if it bothered him that much, he could have Martha remove the stitching for him! Hearing the truck come up the drive, she quickly folded the quilt, wrapped it in a clean sheet, and hid it in the bottom drawer of the empty bureau. He'd never have reason to look in here!

Coming down the steps, she was greeted with a blast of cold air as Ray hurried inside.
"Whew! It's getting colder by the minute!" Livy took his coat, hat and scarf while he got his boots off. He sniffed the air, and hollered into the kitchen.
"Ruthie, something smells mighty good in there!" Ruth grinned as she peeked around the doorway.
"Just wait, Uncle Ray! I made a chicken pot-pie, green beans and apple crisp for dessert. I sure hope you like it!" Livy laughed.
"Oh, Ruth, Uncle Ray surely will! He's been subjected to my poor cooking efforts for too long now," Ray just gave her a lopsided smile, and chucked her under the chin.
"I'm still here, aren't I? Haven't got rid of me yet!" Livy swatted at him as he bounded up the steps.
"I'll be down soon's I wash up, all right?" Livy went in to start the coffee while Ruth set the table.

Upstairs, Ray sat on the bed. He took the little box out of his pocket and watched the light dance off the diamond. He couldn't wait to give it to Livy. All he had to do was get those three little words out when he did! He put the box in an old tobacco tin of his daddy's, and quietly snuck into Martha's old room. He opened the top drawer of the empty bureau...she'd never have reason to look in here!

to be continued.....

The Accident

Amy’s Visit, Part 1
The Accident, Part 2
Recovery, Part 3

It was such a lovely fall day that on their way home they decided to go for a drive.  Livy said to Ray, ‘Is there something you want to tell me?’

Ray looked quizzically at Livy. ‘No,’ he said hesitatingly.

‘After all we have been through, and you questioning me about Edward, don’t you think I have a right to know about Amy?’ Livy asked with an angry edge to her voice.  Daniel could feel her tense up and started to fuss, so Livy tried to comfort him by showing him his toy dog. He just waved his arms and batted it out of her hands onto the floor of the truck.

Ray didn’t say anything for a moment. He really didn’t want to tell her about Amy.  He felt embarrassed that he and Amy had almost got to the point of consummating their relationship without being married. He was the one to stop them, and Amy was not happy with him, and decided to leave Ray and Wilson and look for work and a new life in the city. Now he just wanted the situation to disappear. He could feel Livy’s eyes on him. ‘Uh, well, I guess since I felt a need to know where you stood with Edward, it is only fair for you to ask me the same question of Amy.’

Ray was not comfortable with this at all. He just sat there driving the truck with a sad look on his face. So many memories were coursing through his brain. Memories he wanted to leave buried there. But beside him was his wife, the woman he loved, expecting an answer to her question.

They were on a side road, one over from their farm. They had driven here many times, and knew that over the next hill lived a cousin of Hank’s. It was a beautiful drive because the area was much like their own road, farms and rolling hills. There was a ridge through the area so the road had a big hill on it. The hill had been pretty steep at one time, but had been cut down a bit to make it easier to travel on for tractors hauling wagons or other farm implements. The cut created banks on either side of the road.

As Ray approached this hill, deep in thought, he knew he had to move closer to the right side of the road just in case there was a vehicle coming the other way. Just then he heard a sound coming from over the hill that he could not identify.

Meanwhile, Hank’s cousin, Jack Stewart was in the field on the other side of the hill. It was Sunday and he was not out doing his fall ploughing, so he and his son John were checking the fences to see if they needed any repair. They were both distracted from their task by an unfamiliar noise seeming to be approaching them. It was not long before they saw a late model car being driven too fast racing by them leaving a cloud of dust behind. Jack just shook his head and said to his son, ‘Young guys out for a joyride, I suspect.’

A few moments later they heard a crash in the direction of the hill. Jack reacted quickly. He told his son to take the truck and go up to the house and ask his mother to call the sheriff and ambulance, and to bring some blankets. Jack climbed over the fence and ran up the hill to see if he could be of any help.  The two vehicles crashed on the crest of the hill, and were now locked together in a mangled mess. As he approached the car, he saw that the other vehicle was a truck.  The car was closer to him, so he checked the occupants of it first. There were five young men in the car, three in the back seat and two in the front. He could tell by their haircuts that they had been or were in the service. The three in the back seemed to be okay, but a bit shook up, and were getting out of the car. The driver looked like he was in pain, and was gripping the steering wheel, and it looked like the front seat passenger had hit the windshield. He told the young men to check on their friends while he checked on the occupants of the truck.

He could only see one person, the driver, who was sitting up but slouched over the steering wheel. He approached the truck from the drivers side and became alarmed when he saw that it was Ray Singleton. He knew him well as he was a neighbour, and also was his cousin Hank’s brother-in-law.

Jack saw that Ray was gripping the steering wheel in much the same way as the driver of the car was. Jack said, ‘Ray, can you tell me what hurts?’

Ray was in a lot of pain, but between gasping for breath he managed to say, ‘I think I might have broken ribs.’  As he winced in pain, he said, ‘My wife and son,’ but pain overtook him and he could not say more than that. No more needed to be said, and as Jack ran around to the other side of the truck, he feared what he might find.

He opened the door and found Livy crunched forward half off the seat, her head touching the dashboard, and on the floor lay Daniel. Jack could not see any blood on Livy or Daniel, but knew that since Livy had hit the dashboard she might have brain or back injuries, so did not want to move her. By this time Jack’s wife and son had arrived and they were able to get Daniel out of the truck, wrap him in a blanket, and place him on the floor of their own truck. They knew that shock would soon set in, so took some of the blankets and covered Livy, and used the rest of the blankets to help support her in the awkward position she was in.

Jack looked at his wife, Anne, and with that look there passed between them a silent understanding that it did not look good for Livy if the ambulance did not arrive soon. The town of Wilson was lucky in that they had a full service hospital, a small one by city standards, but it served several counties where the main industry was farming.

Anne stayed with Livy, their son John went to check on the car occupants, and Jack went back to check on Ray. Between bouts of pain all Ray could say was, ‘Livy?’ Jack said, ‘She’ll be okay.’  He felt that Ray didn’t need to know more just yet. Ray, wincing with pain, said, ‘And Daniel?’

‘Oh, he’s fine,’ Jack said, ‘Looks like he fell off Livy’s lap onto the floor, but we checked and there’s no blood, and looks like no broken bones. Babies are pretty resilient, and besides he was wrapped in a blanket.  He’s just fine, Ray. Anne wrapped him up well, and put him on the floor of our truck.’

Ray painstakingly turned his head to look at Livy, and was shocked to see how she was positioned. She was bent forward, head touching the dashboard, and had lots of blankets around her. He saw Anne standing at the open truck door beside her.  He tried to read the expression on her face, but another wave of pain overcame him and he had to close his eyes.

The sight of his wife made him cry out, and he called to her, ‘Livy!’ before racking sobs overtook him, ‘I’m so sorry, Livy!’  Ray was in pain from his ribs being crushed, but now an emotional pain came over him that more than matched his physical pain. He tried to get out of the truck. Jack wouldn’t let him. He then tried to slide over the seat to be near her. Jack told him, ‘Ray, don’t, we’ve got her stabilized.’  But Ray tried again to get to Livy, but this time his own physical pain stopped him.

‘Ray,’ said Jack, ‘The sheriff and ambulance will be here soon, we’re not that far from Wilson, so they shouldn’t be long. Stay put, don’t move, Ray. Anne is with Livy, and I have to go check on the guys in the car.’

Ray asked Jack if there were injured people in the car, and was told there were five young men. And Jack said, ‘By the look of their haircuts, I’d say they all were or are in the service.’

‘Oh, God,’ Ray said, ‘They might have just come back home alive from fighting a war, and now could die in an accident.’

It seemed like an eternity, but the sheriff and two ambulances finally arrived. They remarked at the good job that had been done of putting blankets around Livy to protect her. They assessed that the car passenger and she were the most seriously hurt, so they very carefully lifted her out of the truck and into the waiting ambulance. They checked on Ray, and he since he could walk with help from Jack, and didn’t need a stretcher, they put him in the same ambulance with his wife. Ray asked Jack to contact Hank and Martha.

They had already checked on the front seat passenger of the car, and he was taken care of next because he would likely be suffering the same type of injury Livy was, but on him they saw blood. Since the driver of the car could walk and sit up, but was doubled over in pain like Ray, he was put into the same ambulance with his friend. The other guys were shook up, but fine. While the sheriff and deputies did their job of questioning the other three occupants of the car, and Jack and his family, the ambulances headed for the Wilson Hospital.

Ray held Livy’s hand, and between waves of pain kept telling her how much he loved her.  At the hospital they were taken to separate examining rooms. It was determined that Ray had cracked ribs, not broken, so they taped him up and gave him pills to help ease the pain. Dr McCutcheon recommended that he stay in the hospital overnight for observation. Livy’s injuries were harder to determine because she was unconscious, and could not tell them where it hurt.

After talking to the police, Jack had called his cousin Hank and arrangements were being made for the care of Daniel. Hank and Martha would take him to their home. Hank said that he and his sons would do Ray’s chores that night, but since the kids would be in school the next day Hank could do them by himself, but they would have to find someone to continue with Ray’s chores, and the rest of the fall ploughing.

After they were both examined, Livy was moved to a ward room, and Ray was allowed to be with her. He was glad of the opportunity to sit with his wife. He wanted so badly to be able to communicate to her how sorry he was about the accident, and to apologize to her for not telling her about Amy. The last words she had said to him were not loving ones but words of anger and frustration.

Livy was in a disturbed dream-like state. The last thing she remembered was her angry words at Ray about Amy, and trying to pick up Daniel’s toy dog from the floor of the truck, then a loud noise, and then blackness. She had no concept of time, but she could hear people talking, but she couldn’t understand them. It then felt like she was being lifted and moved, and pain shot through her body. There was a throbbing pain in her head, and she was shaking as if she was cold, and the only spot of warmth she felt was her left hand.

Since Hank and his sons were doing his chores, and Daniel was taken care of, Ray sat with Livy in her hospital room, holding her left hand.  At 8:00 that night the nurse came in to say that visiting hours were over, and he should return to his room because he needed sleep, too.

Painful as it was, as soon as he could roll over and get out of bed the next day, Ray went to Livy’s room. He was very upset when he saw her lying there so still. As with all head and spine injuries, they had to put restraints around her head, arms and waist so that she couldn’t move. He sat down and took her left hand in both of his, and held it ever so gently. She made some sounds, but her eyes remained closed. A nurse came to the door and had started to say that he shouldn’t be in there, and realizing it was Ray walked away quietly.

Ray stayed with Livy, holding her hand, until Jack came in the mid afternoon to drive him home. He really should not have been sitting up, but wanted to be with Livy. Ray asked if they could go to Martha’s so he could see Daniel, and Jack obliged. Being a small close knit community, word spread about the accident, and help was already on the way. Jack told him that Rev Case’s nephew, Stephen, just newly discharged from the army, would come over and do the chores and plough the fields. Ray didn’t like this at all. He’s the one that should be doing this, but just then a pain shot through him and he thought better of voicing his thoughts.  

While at his sisters spending time with Daniel, Martha invited him to stay for supper. Martha expressed concern about Daniel’s feeding. He had been breast fed, and if they bottle fed him now he would not go back to the breast. The doctor said that there was nothing that could be done, Livy was unconscious, and on pain medication, so it might be best just to make the change to bottle feeding him cows milk. After supper Hank took Ray home, and Ray felt every bump on the road. Stephen wasn’t expected till tomorrow, so Hank did Ray’s chores before going home to do his own.

After giving what little help he could to Hank in the barn, Ray went into the house. It was quiet. Too quiet. Ray wanted to just sit and cry. He missed Daniel. And he missed Livy so much. It had been a long time since Ray had had to come into an empty house. It had become their home, and Daniel and Livy filled that home with activity, laughter, and love. Instead of crying, he decided to sit in the swing on the veranda and read the bible. He found some solace in the swing that Livy had given him, and in his communication with God.

Every movement Ray made caused him pain, but since his ribs weren’t broken there was no reason for him to be in the hospital. When he went to bed that night, it took him a while to get out of his clothes and into his nightshirt. It distressed him that Livy was not there. He gingerly climbed into his side of the bed, but by morning found himself sleeping on Livy’s side of the bed. The smell of her hair was on her pillow, and that gave him some comfort.  Hank brought Daniel over when he came to do chores, and that made Ray smile, but his ribs were too sore for him to hold him long.  

Stephen was to arrive that morning, so Ray sat in the swing reading the bible, thinking of Livy, and waiting for him. He did not have long to wait, but the first car to arrive did not bring Stephen. It was his closest neighbour bringing him a casserole. Ray shyly thanked her, and tried to tell her there was no need. She expressed her sadness about the accident and prayed for a speedy recovery for them. It wasn’t a steady stream of neighbours, but by early afternoon Ray had a couple of casseroles, pies, and cakes. He was not used to people bringing him food, except  Mrs Pratt’s weekly cakes, so it embarrassed him, but he knew they meant well, and he accepted the food graciously.

After Stephen arrived, Ray gave him a tour of the barn, and they drove back to where he had been ploughing to show him where to start. Stephen offered to drive him to see Livy, but Ray said, ‘No, that’s okay.’  Stephen said, ‘Mr Singleton, I insist.’

As Ray entered Livy’s room he could see no change in her. She was lying very still.  Her bed was near the window, and the sun was shining on her face. He sat down beside her and took her left hand. She stirred, but did not open her eyes. He stayed with her for a few hours, holding her hand and talked softly to her about Daniel, and all the help coming from Martha’s family, and the community. Tears came to his eyes as he spoke of their neighbours and all the help that they were receiving from them. Before leaving, he read some passages from the bible, and prayed.

Stephen took Ray home, and they had some supper, and went out to do the chores. Since Stephen was raised on a farm it did not take him long to understand Ray’s routine.  Ray was glad of his help and company. That night he showed him the bunkroom where he would be staying while helping out.

After the morning chores the next day Stephen drove him over his Martha’s to visit Daniel, and later Martha drove Ray to the hospital.  Stephen would go and plough the fields for a few hours before coming to the hospital bring him home.

In Livy’s hospital room Ray sat in the same spot, held her hand, and told her of the days events, and Daniel, and read passages from the bible. Besides Ray and the nurses, Livy’s was visited by Rev Case and his wife. There were other visitors, but the nurses discouraged them from staying very long. Already in the few days Livy was there, her room became filled with flowers, mostly from people’s gardens. Ray smiled, Livy loved flowers, and he wished she could see them.

That day Ray could see changes in Livy. He felt she was sensing more. When he arrived, he saw that Livy was able to move a bit, but sometimes it caused her pain and she would cry out.  He held her hand and talked to her. And then she opened her eyes. Ray was so happy to be there to see it! She had a puzzled look on her face. She was disoriented and didn’t know where she was.

Livy started crying, and was saying something about the warmth leaving her. He didn’t understand what she meant. He thought it was because the sun wasn’t shining in the room at this time of day. He reached for her hand, and held it in both of his, just as he had done for the past few days. She gasped. The warmth had come back to her! And she realized that it was from Ray holding her hand! She began to cry. He wanted so badly to hug her and hold her in his arms but couldn’t, they were both in so much physical pain.

‘I’m sorry,’ she finally was able to say, her voice low but thick with emotion.

‘Its all right,’ he said.

‘Ray, no, its not all right,’ she whispered haltingly, and had to pause, to take a breath, before trying to go on.

‘Livy, don’t try to talk now. This can wait,’ Ray told her gently.

‘It doesn’t matter to me now,’ she whispered, still crying, ‘I really don’t need to know,’ and after struggling to catch her breath continued, ‘Its none of my business.’ Ray could see she how much she was hurting. He wiped the tears from her cheeks.

‘And if I hadn’t persisted,’ she said, and tried to pass a hand between them, ‘Maybe none of this would have happened,’ whereupon her distress increased.

Ray caught her meaning. ‘No! No, Livy, my darling, the accident wasn’t your fault. Oh, sweetheart, don’t give it another thought, it was the other drivers fault.’ He couldn’t stand it anymore. He wanted to hold her so badly, and comfort her, but the only way he could do that was by words of assurance and love, and that was easy to do because he loved her so much.  He whispered words of love and encouragement to her until she was convinced that the accident wasn’t her fault.

She asked about Daniel. Ray laughed. He said he was probably getting more attention at Hank and Martha’s and would likely be sad to leave. At this, Livy tried to laugh, but it hurt. And Ray told her about Daniel being bottle fed, and how Martha said he probably would continue with the bottle. As he said this, Livy could see him blush. It wasn’t the realm of men to talk about breast feeding. Livy was tired, and so was Ray, and Stephen had come to get him. Ray didn’t want to leave, but Livy needed her rest, and so did he. The doctor had told him earlier that she might be able to go home in a week, and that made Ray smile.  That was the first good news about her that  he’d had in the last few days.

To be continued ..........

Then and Now

Here's Ray and Livy --

TMoOD Then (1944)

and if TMoOD's setting were Now (2006)

Frisky Friday TMoODers!

Amy's Visit

Amy's Visit
September 1945
Part 1

In late August Livy and Daniel had made a trip to Wilson to do a bit of grocery shopping. Livy also needed more material for a quilt she was making for Daniel's crib, and to pick up the mail. In the pile of mail she saw a letter to Ray from Amy. She had seen at least two other letters in the past six months from her. Ray never spoke to her about the letters, or who Amy was. She was curious.

A couple of days later at lunch she got up the nerve to ask him about her. Ray was eating and jerked his head up, raised his eyebrows, stammered, and said she was just an old friend he knew from school. "Oh," said Livy. Ray didn't offer any more information and after lunch went back to the fields to work.

In mid September, a couple of weeks after this latest letter from Amy, Livy had been working in the garden and had just gone inside to check on Daniel. Ray was out doing some fall ploughing. She heard Franklin barking at something, and then heard a car come up the lane, so looked out the window to see who it was. She did not recognize the car. A woman got out of the car, looked around, greeted Franklin, then came to the house and knocked on the door. Livy was surprised by the visitor and wondered if it was a traveling sales person. When Livy came to the door the woman looked at Livy and saw her dirty hands and clothes. She asked where Ray was. She didn't bother to introduce herself. Livy took it on faith that they might be friends and told her he was in the fields ploughing.

"Oh, what field is he in?" asked the woman.

Livy looked surprised. Ray always made sure he told Livy where he would be working each day in case she needed him, or if she wanted to bring Daniel out to visit him so they could have lunch together. "He's in the north west field," Livy said.

"Oh," said the woman, "I know where that is."

Livy was perplexed. Who was she, and how did she know the farm so well? Livy herself did not know the farm extremely well, she just remembered that that was where Ray said he would be before he left in the morning. She then got very curious as to who this woman was and asked, "And your name is?"

"Oh, I'm Amy," she said nonchalantly, and walked to her car and drove out to the fields.

Amy drove to the north west field and saw Ray on the tractor ploughing. She waved at him. Ray saw the car and wondered who it might be. He knew it couldn't be Abby because she would be expecting Kent home soon from the war and wouldn't want to leave Denver. So who could it be? He finished the furrow he was on, and headed over to see who the visitor was. He was very surprised to see Amy.
"Did you get my letters?" demanded Amy, without so much as a smile and how are you.

"Yes," Ray said, looking at her skeptically.

"Why have you not written to me?" demanded Amy, "And who is that woman in your house? Is she some relative?"

Ray shook his head no.

"Well, a friend then, or your housekeeper?" Amy demanded to know. "And is there a baby there, too? I thought I heard a baby crying."

Ray looked at her quizzically and said, "No, the woman you saw is not a relative or my housekeeper, she's my wife. And, yes, we have a child."

"Your wife!" Amy screamed, "Since when?"

"Uh, since last July," Ray told her.

"What!" Amy shrieked, "How come you didn't tell me? How come you didn't write to me?"

Ray said, "No need. When you left to go to the city, I thought it was understood that it was over between us."

"What do you mean, no need? I needed to know," yelled Amy, "I wrote to you telling you I wanted us to start again."

"Well, we can't do that now," Ray said, "And, like I said already, since you were the one who left for the city I never had any plans for us to start over."

"You mean you didn't want to?" asked Amy.

He shook his head and said, "That's right."

Amy yelled, "Well, why in hell didn't you write to me? I needed to know that!"

Ray was taken aback by her response. He knew she would be upset, and even mad at him, but he didn(t expect her to yell and swear like she was. "I didn't write you because I had not heard from you in years, until recently, and because, as far as I was concerned, things with me and you had not changed," he paused and then said, "And because I am married now."

Amy was mad! "What do you mean things had not changed? At the harvest ball two years ago you seemed to indicate that there might be a chance!"

"Well, maybe at that time there might have been," Ray said, "But when you went back to the city, and I did not hear from you till a few months ago, no, for me, no chance at all."

"And why would that be?" asked Amy, "Because you were planning to get married?"

"No, nothing to do with my getting married," Ray said, "I wasn't even planning on it then. I had decided before that that there was no chance of us getting back together, but thought you would understand if I didn't write. Don't have time to write many letters except for business things concerning the farm."

Amy was exasperated! "That's no way to treat me, someone you used to love!" she yelled at him.

"I know," said Ray, "I'm sorry, I didn't handle that well. But you were the one who left me suddenly without much explanation. I know that you wanted us to, uh, you know," Ray was embarrassed, "Uh before marriage, and I didn't want to do that. When you left suddenly I had no idea where you were, what you were doing for months, and then years."

Amy snorted, "Well, if you don't answer letters, how else could you find out anything?"

"Well," Ray responded, "I suppose I could have asked your family, but didn't want to intrude. I just wanted to get on with my life, too. You went to the city, and I thought that was where you wanted to be."

"Oh, you men, think you know all about us women, don't you?" said Amy angrily, "I have always loved you Ray."

Ray looked at her, searching her face for the truth of that admission. He did not see it. He just saw anger. He figured that she was not married, and probably had had a few boyfriends by now, and since none of those relationships had panned out she wanted to come back to him.

Ray said quietly, "Amy, I'm married now."

"Well, why the hell didn't you tell me?" she said angrily.

Ray did not like the fact that she swore, and that she was so angry she was yelling at him. "Amy, I think it is time for you to go," he said.

"Oh, sure, send me back to the city where there's no, I mean," and here her voice trailed off, and her angry face showed some sadness. He knew it. She had not done well in the city and was looking to hook up with him again, a simple farmer, whom she had said she loved at one time, but also had left him for city life when he wouldn't give in to her wanting to consummate their relationship without being married.

"Amy, I have work to do, and I suggest that you leave," he said. Amy looked at him disdainfully but did not want to leave. "Amy, you know about farming and farm work, I have to get this ploughing done before the weather gets colder," Ray said.
"All right then!" she said, "But you have not heard the last of me!"

Amy drove to the house, and was thankful that Ray could not see the house from the field he was working in, so therefore could not see that she stopped there. She knocked on the door. Livy came to the door carrying a child. So this is Ray(s wife, and his child, she said to herself.

"Oh," Amy said, "Is that your child?"

Without thinking, Livy smiled and proudly said, "Yes, he is."

Amy asked, "And how old is he?"

Livy was skeptical. She did not know this woman, and she was curious about her conversation with Ray, and did not want to tell her anything about Daniel.

"Didn't Ray tell you?" Livy finally asked in answer to Amy's question.

"No," said Amy flatly, "He didn't."

"Well," said Livy,"Since you are his, um, acquaintance."

And before Livy could say another word Amy started to scream at Livy, "I am NOT his acquaintance!" she said snarkily, "We have known each other since high school, and we used to date back then, and were planning to get married!"

Livy was shocked at this information, but also shocked at the way Amy yelled it out to her. Livy took a moment to digest this, and gathered her resolve and said, "If Ray is your friend, and he didn't tell you, then I don't think it is my place to tell you."

"Oh, don't get all pious and holy with me, I can find out things if I want to, and I don't have to ask Ray! I used to live around here and there are plenty of people around town who, I am sure, will be happy to tell me whatever they know!" And with that, she turned and stomped off to her car, yelling and swearing about how she'll get him back for this! Livy covered Daniel's left ear with her free hand and moved his head closer to her shoulder so he wouldn't hear Amy's angry voice and swear words.

It was a very long afternoon for Livy and Daniel, that stretched into the early evening. Amy had arrived at the farm about 2:00 in the afternoon and left about 4:00, so she had spent less than two hours with Ray. Livy knew he hadn't told her much, if anything, about her and Daniel, but what had they talked about for almost two hours?

Livy heard Ray come into the yard on the tractor about 7:00, and then he had chores to do in the barn before he came into the house for supper. Livy had supper on the table by the time he came in. He hung up his hat and coat and came into the dining room. He glanced up at Livy, he did not look happy, and said, "I'm not hungry."
Livy said softly, "Ray, please eat something. I know you must be hungry."

He wiped his hand over his face and pulled at his bottom lip and chin, walked to the sink and washed his hands and face. It seemed to take him forever to dry his hands. He folded the towel and draped it on the sink, and stood staring out the window into the darkness.


"Ray," Livy said softly, and came over to the sink and stood beside him. She put her arms around him. He was absorbed in his thoughts and was a bit startled by her touch, but looked down at her and a smile played at the corners of his mouth. He couldn't help it, he couldn't let the anger toward Amy taint his feelings when this wonderful woman, his wife, was by his side trying to give him comfort. He turned to face her, and put his arms around her, and held her tightly for a few moments, not saying a word. He slowly relaxed his hold on her, tipped her head back, looked into her eyes and said, his voice thick with emotion, "Livy, I love you so much."

Livy smiled up at him and said, "I know that, Ray, I know you do."

He drew her to him again and held her. "Thanks," he said quietly.

Livy wanted to ask about Amy, but this was not the time. She savoured the moments they spent together, and did not want to spoil these precious minutes with talking about her.

Livy heard Ray's stomach rumble, and she said to him gently, "You should have something to eat."

He nodded, and finally was willing to reluctantly release her from his embrace. Just at that moment Daniel let out a squeal, they both laughed, and went to attend to him. Ray picked him up out of the playpen, raised him over his head, and said, "Let's fly to your high chair." Daniel giggled, he loved when his daddy helped him fly.

Daniel and Livy had already had their supper, but they liked to sit with Ray while he ate his and talk about the days events. Tonight was no different, except Ray did not say much about Amy. He said that she had wasted about two hours of his time arguing with him, and that is time he could not get back. He had so much work to do and that was an intrusion he did not welcome. Livy knew how angrily she had spoken to her, so she could just imagine how she must have spoken to Ray.

Livy said softly, "Do you want to tell me about her?"

"No, not right now," said Ray.

"Well," Livy said, "I have to tell you that she was asking questions about Daniel and I, and I didn't tell her anything, just that Daniel is my child."

Ray looked up from his plate. "That's good," he said.

"Well, maybe not, she threatened to ask around town about me."

This time Ray's head jerked up. Livy saw the anger in his face. He shook his head, "Well, one thing for sure, Rev Case and his wife, my sister and her family won't be telling her anything. I can't say for sure about anyone else."


Livy said, "Ray, you told me a long time ago that people wouldn't ask questions, they just want the best for us, but from what I saw today, Amy might just be the one to poke her nose into things that are not her business."

Ray slowly nodded his head, "Yeah, you could be right." He put his hand over hers, looked lovingly into her eyes and said, "Whatever they might say about us should not be our concern. But if the gossips want to tell what they know, we can't stop them."

Livy said, "I know. But Ray, I'm afraid."

"Afraid of what?" he asked.

"Well, she was very angry with me for not telling her anything, and I said that it would be your place to tell her, and she yelled at me." Tears came to Livy's eyes as she said this, "And", the tears started to fall as she continued, "She swore and yelled at me as she stomped off to her car. I had to cover Daniel's ears."

Ray stood up quickly from the table, almost knocking his chair over, which startled Daniel. He came over to Livy and practically lifted her out of her chair and put his arms around her. "Oh, my darling, Livy, I am so sorry she treated you like that."

Livy clung to him, crying, and he held her close. She had not realized until that moment how Amy's demeanor had affected her. Wrapped in Ray's loving arms she could hear his heart beating, and could smell the soap and earth smell of him that she loved. She felt comfort in his arms. Daniel started to fuss, so they turned their attention to him.

Ray said softly, "Livy, we'll get through this. Its not like you're the first girl that has gotten pregnant and sent away."

Livy nodded and said, "Umhm."

They spent the rest of the evening talking about their day, the things they were working on. Livy told him about her progress with the quilt, and garden work she had done, and stories about Daniel. They drew comfort from the ordinary things of their day, and tried to put Amy out of their minds, for the moment.

They went to bed a little earlier than usual because Ray had to get back to the fields even earlier the next day because of the couple of hours he needed to catch up on. They held each other close for a while, talking quietly, reassuringly, and then rolled over to go to sleep. Livy could not sleep.
She played out the short exchange she had with Amy over and over in her mind. When she did finally get to sleep it was a fitful one.


The next day Ray got up earlier than his usual time, Livy was still asleep. He did not wake her knowing Daniel would do that when he needed her, but gave her a kiss on the cheek. After his breakfast and chores he took his coffee and went out to the fields, and left Livy a note telling her which field he would be starting to work in. Livy and Daniel brought Ray some lunch around noon. He loved that. These were long days in the fields and any chance to see her and Daniel was always welcomed. He knew they would not stay long, but their visits were always a great break.

A couple of days later Rev Case dropped by the house. He said he was out visiting in their neighbourhood so thought he would drop in. Livy told him Ray was in the fields doing the fall ploughing. Rev Case said, "Well, I would like to talk to the both of you, maybe you could come over to our house on Sunday after church for coffee." Livy surmised what he wanted to talk to them about, and just said, "I think that will be fine, Rev Case. Ray tries to keep Sunday a holy day, and a family day, and not do too much work unless he has to." Rev Case smiled and nodded, "Well, we'll see you then."

Livy told Ray about the coffee invitation from Rev Case, and he knew then that it was probably about Amy poking her nose into his business. Ray said, "I look forward to talking to them. Are you all right, Livy?"

She smiled at him and said, "I'm fine, Ray, no one swore or yelled at me today." Ray smiled and said, "Glad to hear that, Livy."

Rev Case's wife was so happy to see Daniel. It almost seemed that she was happier to see him than them! Daniel enjoyed the attention given to him by Mrs Case.

When they were seated, Rev Case said, "I have not seen her myself, but I have heard that Amy has been in town. Some people have told me she is saying some things about you two."

Ray reached over and took Livy's hand in his. Rev Case smiled when he saw this small but significant gesture. It made him very happy to know that he played a role in getting these two together. He was pleased that he could help Rev Dunne's daughter with her situation, and grimaced to think that this lovely woman could have been married to any number of old bachelors or widowers in the county. He could see that he had made the right choice for them.

"I believe that things happen for a reason," said Rev Case, "And usually this reason is examples of how God uses situations like this to strengthen our faith and understanding. The two of you have been very wise not to turn this situation into gossip, like I have heard from a few others that Amy has. And it is not for me to say why she is doing that, I can only surmise that God is leading her in a different direction to teach her some lessons of life. So I want you two to pray for understanding of what God's lesson is for you both. Maybe its to turn the other cheek when someone smites you. Or it could be a lesson of forgiveness. Maybe it's the lesson of loving or praying for someone even when that person seems to want to do you harm. Or maybe it's the lesson of loving and supporting each other in good times and bad. These things are between you two and God, and I just ask you to keep praying for help and guidance from Him, and support each other through the troubled times so that the good times feel better. Let us pray."

Livy and Ray looked at each other and smiled warmly. Livy was reminded again of what Ray had said to her on her first day as his wife, "Maybe its God's will."


They thanked Rev and Mrs Case for their counsel, and the coffee, cake and conversation after, and started toward home to their farm with a little extra strength from them and God to help them deal with the problem that Amy presented..

It was such a lovely fall day that on their way home they decided to go for a drive. Livy said to Ray, "Is there something you want to tell me?"

Ray looked quizzically at Livy. "No," he said hesitatingly.

"After all we have been through, and you questioning me about Edward, don't you think I have a right to know about Amy?" Livy asked with an angry edge to her voice. Daniel could feel her tense up and started to fuss, so Livy tried to comfort him by showing him his toy dog. He just waved his arms and batted it out of her hands onto the floor of the truck.

Ray didn't say anything for a moment. He really didn't want to tell her about Amy. He felt embarrassed that he and Amy had almost got to the point of consummating their relationship without being married. He was the one to stop them, and Amy was not happy with him, and decided to leave Ray and Wilson and look for work in the city. Now he just wanted the situation to disappear. He could feel Livy's eyes on him. "Uh, well, I guess since I felt a need to know where you stood with Edward, it is only fair for you to ask me the same question of Amy."

Ray was not comfortable with this at all. He just sat there driving the truck with a sad look on his face. So many memories were coursing through his brain. Memories he wanted to leave buried there. But beside him was his wife, the woman he loved, expecting an answer to her question.

To Be Continued

TMoOD and ITW

TMoOD and ITW Similarities

I mentioned during one post that the reason I wanted to see TMoOD was because of Keri Russell. I had not seen many movies of Skeet Ulrich before. Now, of course, I am a big fan of Skeet’s! However, lets go back to Ms Keri Russell for a moment. Recently during watching the first 3 episodes of ITW (Yeah! We finally got it on TV up here in Canada!) I noticed that there are some similarities between Livy and Naomi. See if you agree, and dear TMoOD fans: feel free to add any more examples that you have noticed!  

LIVY: moved from Denver, Colorado to Wilson, Colorado by train

NAOMI: moved from Wheelerton, Virginia  to the west by wagon train

LIVY: moved from Denver, Colorado to farming country

NAOMI:   moved from Wheelerton, Virginia to the prairies

LIVY: married a man selected by Reverend Case

NAOMI: married a man selected by an elder woman of the tribe

LIVY: had a relationship with Edward before Ray

NAOMI: was married to ‘Skate’ Alfred Burton Guthrie Jr. before marrying Prairie Fire

LIVY: instead of Reverend Case choosing  Ray Singleton to marry Livy he could have selected any ole bachelor or widower in the county

NAOMI: the elder woman could have married Naomi off to any native, but she chose the chief, someone who was also mourning the loss of a mate and child

LIVY: Ray included Livy in ownership of his property: ‘our farm’

NAOMI: when Naomi gave birth to a son, she asked her husband ‘What shall we name your son, husband?’ and Prairie Fire said, ‘My son, our son, shall be called ......’

LIVY: story took place in 1945 during the Second World War

NAOMI: story took place between 1835 to 1845 during uprisings between Native Americans and the settlers moving west

LIVY: had to leave her family because of the shame of getting pregnant prior to marriage

NAOMI: had to leave her family behind because of cholera

LIVY: had to learn to cook

NAOMI: had to learn to cook Indian style over a fire without pots     

LIVY: Ray came to Livy’s aid when she had a backache (in the book), and the nightmare

NAOMI: Prairie Fire gave her cool water via his finger tips when she had a fever

LIVY: sat in the front seat of the truck with Ray

NAOMI: sat on the wagon seat with Jethro

LIVY: adjusted to life on the farm

NAOMI: adjusted to native lifestyle, wore buckskin clothes and learned the language spoken by her husband

LIVY: Ray was worried Livy might leave until after ‘the letter’

NAOMI: Prairie Fire would not trade Naomi for 7 horses and pelts. His reason: horses and pelts couldn’t sing! However, I’m sure it was because he loved her.

LIVY: Ray often had tears in his eyes, but he hardly ever let them fall

NAOMI: Prairie Fire cried when he was giving his daughter back to the Creator

LIVY & NAOMI:   parts of both movies were shot in Alberta, Canada on the prairies and in the mountains

LIVY & NAOMI: gave birth to HUGE babies! And both were boys.

LIVY & NAOMI: both husbands fell in love with their wives first and were willing to make marriage work

LIVY & NAOMI: both women eventually adapted to their husbands way of life, AND fell in LOVE with them!