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country is very different than our valley.”
    She was smitten from the moment he bent over her hand and heard his soft Texas drawl with just the faintest trace of Spanish accent. They bought the bull and before they left, she had a date with Matthew for the next week. He flew into Amarillo from south Texas and took her to a steak house. Her mother said they made the cutest couple in the world, and Matthew treated her like a China doll.
    Two months later he’d proposed, drawing a threecarat diamond solitaire from his pocket. “My darling, I love you with my whole heart,” he whispered seductively and kissed her passionately. “I want things to be right between us, but I don’t want to wait forever to hold you in my arms and make love to you.”
    She almost told him at that very moment that he didn’t have to wait any longer than it would take them to drive to the nearest motel, but his family and hers wanted one of those old-fashioned real weddings where the bride wears white and deserves it. “I know. Let’s have a short engagement and get married soon. A huge wedding with satin and roses and the whole works. Our mothers will love it and we’ll be so busy the time will go fast.”
    He’d wrapped his arms around her. “With a reception afterwards at the Lazy T. We can leave at dark, just as the sun is setting, and go to Amarillo, where we will fly to an island paradise and stay for days in a cabin. Just the two of us making wonderful love.”
    It was perfect. Not one thing could ever go wrong.
    Until one of Milli’s friends called one evening.
    She had been coming home from a dinner date in Canyon when she saw Matthew slipping into a motel on the outskirts of town. A tall blonde was hanging on him as they opened the door to a room. At first Milli didn’t believe a word her friend told her, but the friend was adamant. So, more to appease her than anything else, she drove fifteen miles to the motel. She parked beside his Mercedes and must have sat there an hour, staring at the motel door. Her wedding dress hung in the guest bedroom from a hook in the ceiling - the train falling from a bow in the back and reaching all the way across the room.
    She wiped the sweat from her forehead just like she had when she had slipped into the dress in the bridal shop. She had giggled with her sisters-in-law that day about how hot satin could be.
    “It’ll be hot in the church. Can’t get it cool enough for a bride. Must be the thoughts of what is going to happen later that night,” one of them had teased with a twinkle in her eye.
    Anger replaced numbness in front of the motel as Milli looked at her engagement ring, an emerald-cut diamond solitaire. Without love, it was nothing but a glass cutter. It sparkled by the light of the moon, but glitter didn’t bring trust. She moaned. Her mother was going to crucify her. Just yesterday her engagement picture had been in the newspaper. Now everyone in the panhandle of Texas would know that she was engaged and then, suddenly, not engaged. Maybe she should forgive this indiscretion. After all, they weren’t married yet. She hadn’t gone to bed with him when he mentioned not waiting forever to get married because he wanted her so badly.
    What was the matter with her? Great God in Heaven, was a diamond and a newspaper article worth going through life without trust? No sir! It was not.
    She would not marry a man and pledge to love him until death parted them, if she couldn’t trust him. She wanted the kind of marriage her grandparents had - both her Torres grandparents in Oklahoma and her Jiminez grandparents in Rio County, Texas. The kind her parents had. She didn’t want to wonder every time Matthew called to tell her he was working late, or every time he left for a few days on business, if he was in a cheap motel with some other woman.
    She knocked on the motel room and listened to the giggles and heavy breathing, then knocked again, this time louder.
    “Who is it?” Matthew’s