. today was Sunday ... Sunday evening, actually ... tomorrow was Monday."Monday, Monday. Can't trust that day," I was singing and strumming my Hauser ...osewood classical.Grace heard it and thought it was a catchy tune, "That's nice, do you know the rest of it?" Monday, Monday, so good to me;Monday morning, it was all I hoped it would be.Oh, Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guaranteeThat Monday evening you would still be here with me.Monday, Monday, can't trust that day;Monday, Monday,. By the time they turned in at the main gate ofthe ranch Eileen decided that she liked her new guest very much.Later that afternoon, just before dinner, Eileen took a walk around theoutbuildings of her ranch. She always derived a feeling of solidsatisfaction from these walks and from looking at the evidence ofmaterial progress she and her late husband had made. The ranch had beenonly a tumble-down main house and a rat-infested barn when they hadbought the place, almost fifteen years ago and. More

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