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graciously
and patted her hand. Her body relaxed. She could do this.
    The first thing Victoria
noticed was across the dirt road from his home was a center piece
of land a narrow strip maybe a hundred or so feet wide. The length
went on quite a ways. A small stream cut deep into the earth wound
its way through the length of it. Several bridges placed
strategically crossed the watercourse. The numerous trees gave
their shade adding to the charmed scene. There were even a few
benches to sit and enjoy the tranquility.
    No one crossed their path
for two blocks. Upon turning the corner however, Mrs. Trumble and
her daughter came into view.
    “Good day,
Mrs. Trumble, and Mary.” he said.”
    “Yes, a
fine day, Mr. Kincaid.” Her daughter sort of gave a slight
curtsy.
    “May I
introduce my beloved fiancee to you and your daughter.”
    “How
delightful for you and for the town as well.”
    Victoria kept her end of
the bargain as the introductions were made. They moved on. She
thought he's comment about her flawless behavior. Leaving her no
idea why she felt slighted when he didn't.
    Sam Weston and his sister
pointedly headed Thomas' way.
    “Well,
Thomas, I do say good show.” Sam extended his hand to
Thomas.
    “Lidia,
Sam, may I present my future wife, Miss. Victoria
Trent.”
    The man shared a few words
then Lidia asked, “Have you set a date yet?”
    Thomas said, “Yes.”
    Victoria said, “No.”
    Lidia said, “Oh, dear.”
    Victoria tensed. Definitely
a mistake. She laughed.
    “Lidia,
you know how impulsive man are when they want something, and here
we woman want to savor and enjoy. Thomas wants to rush the wedding
and I want to enjoy being just his fiancee for a bit. I will his
wife much longer than his fiancee don't you agree?”
    “Well
said.” As Lidia shook her head in agreement.
    “For the
good of the town, I hope, Thomas, you prevail.” Sam
added.
    They moved down the lane.
Victoria still dwelling on what Sam said about, the good of the
town.
    “Thomas,
what did Sam mean...”
    “Shall we
go across the bridge?”
    She didn't need to answer.
He lead. She followed.
    The park was beautiful a
pond covered maybe an acre. Surrounded by well trimmed fields of
grass leading all the way down to the waters banks. Pathways
crisscrossed the fields and one circled the entire lake. Two
bridges allowed those strolling to cross the pond at different
ends. Majestic Weeping Willow trees grew long the waters edge gave
shade and a tranquil feel to the park. Waterfowl of various kinds
seem to skim across the placid water without a care.
    The white ducks gave a
grand showing as they glided in the water. Six ventured right under
the bridge they were standing on. Victoria let go of Thomas' arm
and rushed to the other side and watched as the flock paddled in
formation from beneath the bridge.
    She turned and smiled
freely at him. Her enthusiasm caught Thomas by surprise. He savored
the rush her pleasure gave him. At that moment he understood the
good of the town became secondary. Making her his wife now became
his number one goal.
    She turned to view the
birds as they sailed away. Thomas moved toward her and put his arms
on the rails entrapping her.
    “You're a
beautiful woman, Victoria. I look forward to the day we are
wed.”
    She drew in a breathe,
“Thomas..”
    “Shhh...”
    He nuzzled her neck. He
scent filled her. He placed trace kisses along her neck. Part of
her wanted to slap his face away. The part that wanted him to stay
and let him continue scared her the most. She remained still and
accepted his advances telling herself she had promised not to
create a scene. Besides the sensations weren't as unpleasant as she
had hoped. What's a few kisses between an engaged man and woman
even if it was pretend..
    “Er..Ah
hem.”
    Victoria felt Thomas
stiffen for a change.
    “Victoria,
may I present one of the town's councilman Frederick
Calhoun.”
    “ How do
you do?” Sugar might as well be dripping from her lips.