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                  He followed Kyle below decks, but his mind was still on the Lakota bravette with the auburn hair.
     

Chapter Three
     
    Renee went to Elliot’s after her lunch with Tim to pick up her material and a few things for supper.  She hummed as she put this and that in her basket.
                  “Hello, Renee.”
                  Renee stopped, turning around at the deep, male voice behind her.  She almost dropped her basket when she recognized Brody Benson.  “H-hello,” she stammered.
                  “How are you?” he asked.
                  “Fine and you?”
                  “Good, thanks.  You have a lot of stuff there.  Do you need help carrying it?”
                  “That would be great.  Thank you so much,” she said, handing him some of the material. 
                  “What are you doing with all of this material?” he asked.
                  She told him about her project for the hospital patients.
                  “That’s really nice of you,” he said.  “Not a lot of people would think of doing something like that.”
                  “Well, I hope someone might do something like that for me if I were sick,” she said.  She heard Tim’s advice in her mind and stopped walking down the aisle.  “Brody, are you interested in me?  It seems as though you are, but you never ask me out.  Am I imagining things?”
                  Brody blushed slightly and his blue eyes left hers for a moment.  “No, you’re not imagining things.  I am interested, but … I don’t quite know how to say this.”
                  Renee smiled.  “Just say it.  I’m hard to offend, Brody.  Go ahead.”
                  “Ok.  Your pa said that you weren’t interested in dating and that he wouldn’t tolerate any fooling around where you were concerned,” Brody said.
                  A consummate actress, Renee hid her fury at her father behind a smile.  “Oh, Pa is always kidding around.  Don’t pay any attention to what he said.  I’m certainly interested, and I don’t need his permission to see anyone.”
                  Brody shifted his feet nervously.  “No, he was dead serious.  I’m sorry, Renee, but I’m friends with him, and I don’t want any friction at work when he comes to perform.”
                  He was one of the bouncers at the Watering Hole and Switch put on a show there a couple of nights a week. 
                  “I see,” Renee said, smiling tightly.  “Well, it’s nice that you respect his friendship.  I’ll take those now.” 
                  “I’ll carry them for you.”
                  “That’s all right.  I’m fine,” she responded.
                  Reluctantly, Brody handed the material to her.  “I’m sorry, Renee.”
                  “That’s ok, but it’s your loss,” she said, giving him a haughty look before sashaying away.
                  Brody looked heavenward and let out a sigh of frustration before continuing his shopping.
     
    *****
     
                  Renee fumed at her father as she walked towards home.  She remembered that Tim and Randy were coming to supper and thought she’d better tell them not to since there was going to be a feud when she took Switch to task for his meddling.  She turned at the corner and headed for the Dawson Dialogue , the town newspaper. 
                  She could use the telephone there to call the Dwyer residence, one of the seven places around town that had phone service.  Entering the office, she saw Chief Black Fox sitting at the telegraph machine taking down a telegram.  He always took a shift on Wednesdays.  She smiled at him when he looked up but didn’t disturb him