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cliffs had replaced the yellow mesas. "Wow," she breathed. "This is amazing."
    The puppies were whimpering and yipping in the back seat so Polly took her seatbelt off and turned around to look at them. They were nipping at each other and fussing.
    "They're probably hungry. Do you know how far until a rest area?"
    "About ten miles. Do you want to go into the Petrified Forest tonight?"
    Polly looked down at the puppies and then back at the road. She sat down and pulled her belt back on. "Okay. I'm going to sound horrible, but can we skip it? I'm absolutely exhausted and all I can think about is crawling into bed."
    He reached out and took her hand. "I avoided a shopping trip today. I'll give you this. We can come back another time."
    "Thank you," Polly said and breathed deeply. "The air is getting a little thin, don't you think?"
    "It's definitely different than Iowa."
    He drove into the rest area and Polly smiled. Everything was done in pale yellows, pinks, teals and greens. Southwestern colors filled her eyes as far as she could see. From the mesas and cliffs to the rest area, it all matched.
    The puppies hadn't taken long at all to figure out how to latch on to the bottles earlier in the day and when little Khan saw Polly fill one, his little bottom started to wiggle.
    "Can you believe the resilience of these animals?" she said. "Their mama died last night and here they are, letting us care for them." She handed the puppy and bottle to Henry, then filled the other three bottles.
    "We could learn things from these puppies. It would be nice to not have my emotions tied up in everything I do, to accept the good when it comes and wag my tail."
    "I like it when you wag your tail," she teased.
    "You're a bad girl."
    "You got that right, cowboy."
    "We're sleeping in a wigwam tonight. I doubt that many cowboys did that."
    "Then you're my brave and I'm your ..."
    "You're not my squaw."
    "Nope. Not even close."
    Polly had settled into the back seat, trying to keep the bottles in three puppy's mouths. Little Padme wasn't terribly interested, so she picked the last two boys up and held them in her arms. "You kids are all going to be good little puppies tonight and let me sleep, right?"
    "Should we put a blanket over the top of the tub so we can have a little fun?" Henry asked, turning around to wink at her.
    She held the pups closer to her chest. "Hush you. There are children in the truck."
    "Yeah. I was afraid of that."
    The two little boys fell asleep in her arms and Polly wriggled around to put them on a blanket. She handed Padme to Henry and emptied the piddle sheets from the bottom of the tub, wiped it out and re-lined it.
    "You're a good puppy mama," Henry said. "These little ones are lucky you found them."
    "You aren't so bad yourself. Thank you for helping me with this."
    "Honey, you're doing all the work."
    "They're going to be worth it. I promise."
    Henry shook his head and handed Khan back to her. "I love you."
    "I know."

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER SIX

     
    "No," she moaned as she woke early the next morning to sounds of yipping and whimpering.
    "I think they're hungry," Henry muttered.
    "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. Are you helping or am I doing this alone?"
    He growled.
    She chuckled to herself as she threw the coverlet back and sat up. The pups were right beside her and enough light was coming in through the window that they scrabbled toward her when they realized she was mobile.
    "I know, I know," she whispered. "Give me a minute to get this all put together."
    Polly knew she was lucky that they'd slept through most of the night. She quickly mixed food into bottles, then went back into the main room and sat down on the bed beside Henry. She elbowed him in the side. "Hey," she said. "I need you."
    "You're a tyrant."
    "Not my fault. The kids have needs."
    Henry rolled over and faced her. "What about my needs?"
    "You're a needy, needy man. I thought we met your needs quite nicely last night."
    He gave her a silly