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really,” Julie replied. The look on
Austin's face told Julie she needed a better answer. “Austin, I
have a really hard time opening up to people. I don't trust easily.
I've been through... a lot, and I'm not comfortable sharing that
part of me, so please don't be offended. It's me, not you,” Julie
explained. Julie toyed with the edge of her napkin, averting her
eyes from him.
    Austin reached across the table and took her
hand. Julie raised her eyes to meet his. “You can trust me,” he
said, softly. His hand felt nice in hers.
    “How about, if there is something I feel you
need to know, I'll share it with you,” Julie spoke quietly.
    Austin smiled. “Deal,” he replied.
    It was at that point in time that Fannie
returned to their table carrying two plates of baked apple
pancakes. “Enjoy, you two,” she said. The aroma of the pancakes was
the only thing that brought Julie out of Austin's gaze. She
reluctantly pulled her hand away.
    “Oh, my God. If this tastes as good as it
smells...” Julie started to exclaim.
    “It does,” Austin assured her with a
grin.
    Julie cut a piece of the pancake with her
fork and dipped it in the lemon sauce. The moment it entered her
mouth, she moaned. “Mmm.” Not only were the pancakes the best she
had ever tasted, but combined with the lemon sauce, it was just an
amazing collation of flavors. She took another taste, and savored
every chew. “Wow,” Julie said, readying another piece.
    Austin's smile beamed brightly. Julie could
tell he was holding the 'I told ya so' on the tip of his tongue.
She handed the thought to him, “You were absolutely right. This is
one kick-ass breakfast,” she said, using his words.
    The rest of the meal passed with little
conversation, as each delighted in the fantastic food. Julie looked
down at her now empty plate. “I can't believe I ate the whole
plateful,” she said, shaking her head. “I so need to walk this
off.”
    “Funny you should say that, I have the
perfect plan,” Austin responded. Julie had been hoping he would say
that. Austin insisted on paying for Julie's share of the meal. “I
invited you, it's my treat,” Austin argued.
    “I'm leaving the tip, then,” Julie
persisted.
    “Okay, fine,” Austin relented.
    Once again, outside on the beautiful Sunday
morning, Julie breathed in the freshness of the air. “So, Mr.
Dorsett, let's hear about this plan of yours,” Julie inquired.
    “I think it's better if I show you,” Austin
replied and started walking up the street. This time it was Julie's
turn to smile and shake her head as she followed along side of
him.
    After about a five minute walk, Austin
stopped and gestured to the sign at the beginning of a path. The
sign read, 'Hungry Mother Park.' Julie could barely contain
herself.
    “Oh wow, this is the park you mentioned!” she
exclaimed.
    “I figured, what a better way to work off a
big breakfast than on the trails at Hungry Mother Park,” Austin
explained.
    “I am dying of curiosity. Why is it called
'Hungry Mother'?” Julie asked.
    Austin walked over to a nearby sign that
read, 'The Legend'. “It's all right here,” he said.
    Julie walked over and stood with her back
against the sign. “I don't want to hear the tourist version. I want
to hear the way you would tell it to a classroom full of students,”
Julie requested, arms folded across her chest.
    “Well, if I were teaching the history of it,
I would start with the most common legend,” Austin stated.
    Julie perched herself on the top rung of a
nearby wooden fence. “Okay, lets hear it, Teach,” she said. Austin
leaned against the fence and spun the tale.
    “The story dates back to the 1800's when most
of the land here was inhabited by Native Americans. When others
began making settlements on what the Natives deemed their land,
they attacked and killed people. Molly Marley was in one of the
settlements with her husband and child. They killed her husband and
took Molly and the child captive. She