Dud looked at his Anita across the kitchen table and smiled at the wonderment of her. She didn’t take him for granted, and he didn’t take her for granted, either. Seemed like a nice way for a man and his wife to be in love.
“What’s the matter, Hon?”
“Oh … nothing. Just thinking about the book again.”
“Because it’s Spring?”
He nodded. They smiled at each other.
“Mrs. Campbell,” said Dud, “may I ask you a question?”
“I think you just did, Mr. Campbell.”
“Well … I mean, could you put in words how you feel about … well, us?”
Anita put down her toast and sipped some coffee and smiled as she looked across the table at Dud.
“I think … we are special,” she said. “I used to be Anita. But now … well, I’m now half of Anita and Dud, and that half is twice what Anita used to be by herself. Dud, you have given me a foundation and a safety net. I know I can say anything to you, and I’m safe in saying it.”
Dud walked over quickly, kissed her, and almost ran into his study. Anita heard the keys clicking away on the computer.
Well, she said to herself, maybe, just maybe, I helped write a book.
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|Slim Randles writes a nationally syndicated column, Home Country, and is the author of a number of books including Saddle Up: A Cowboy Guide to Writing. That title, and others, are published by LPD Press.|