DESTINY
Chapter 5

The next morning, Mrs. Adams, followed by Ben, let herself in the house with her key. Both stopped shot when they passed the living room, seeing Lucas sitting upright on the corner of the couch, with his legs propped on the coffee table while Dara was stretched length ways on the couch, with her head lying in Lucas' lap.

Mrs. Adams turned and cautioning silence, motioned for Ben to follow her to the kitchen. Once they closed the kitchen door, Mrs. Adams quietly asked, "Would you care for some coffee, Ben?"

Ben nodded, he had known Lucas Buck for almost twenty years, and the scene he had just witnessed was the last thing anyone would have ever expected from that man.

Lucas had vaguely heard the door open, but had dismissed it not ready to wake up just yet. When he heard the sizzle of bacon, he decided it was time to start the day. Looking down on Dara's sleeping face he decided to let her sleep a while longer. Careful not to wake her, he gently eased himself from under her, and then lowered her head to the pillow at the end of the sofa. After he had gathered her robe from the closet, to be handy when she woke up, he ventured to the kitchen. Opening the door, he asked, "Did I smell coffee?"

Mrs. Adams nodded at him, "Would you like some?"

Lucas nodded an affirmative answer and mumbled his thanks when she handed him a cup and a plate piled with eggs and bacon. Turning to Ben he acknowledged, "Morning, Ben. Did you find out anything?"

Ben pulled an envelope from his jacket pocket and handed it to Lucas, along with Dara's car keys. "I went by and talked with Jed. He said the Mrs. Chambers did have a pre-arranged funeral, so that's taken care of. Those are the papers he says need a signature; he said that under the circumstances, if Dara can't sign them, since your sheriff, you could. And the other is from Doc Crower, he said he pulled her personal file and that's the number of her sister. He said that she could contact everyone who needs to know. By the way, how is she?"

Lucas took a sip of his coffee before he answered, "She's better I think, she woke up for a while last night and we talked. I think she'll be OK. She's still going to have a few more rough times to get past before this is over with, but I do think she'll be all right. By the way, where's Caleb?"

Ben considered a minute. "He said something yesterday about helping Mrs. Crower with some gardening today, why?"

Lucas looked at Ben, "You might as well know it now, I asked Dara to marry me and she said yes. I want to tell Caleb myself. But keep it to yourself right now, OK?"

Ben stared at Lucas with his mouth open, then started towards the door grinning. As he passed by Lucas, he slapped him on the back, "That's the best decision you ever made, Lucas."

Lucas glared at Ben, and then shaking he head returned, "I do make a few here and there, Ben. But I think you're right."

Mrs. Adams stood by listening in silence, when Ben left she asked, "You are definitely getting married?"

Lucas nodded, "Didn't we cover all this Mrs. A?"

Mrs. Adams stated defensively, "I was just wondering when you wanted to do this, that's all."

Lucas considered for a moment, "I thought we would wait till this was behind us. She has too much to cope with at the moment to worry about planning a wedding."

At that moment Dara came into the kitchen, pushing the long tumble of hair over her shoulder. Mrs. Adams took in the girl's appearance, although the shadows of her tears were still evident, she did look more rested. "Morning dear, would you like some coffee?"

Dara sleepily shook her head as she walked to Lucas to step into his waiting embrace. As she was snuggling closer to him he placed a light kiss on the top of her head. "Morning, darlin. You feeling any better, how about something to eat?" Dara mumbled, "I'm not really hungry."

Lucas motioned to Mrs. Adams to fix her a bite to eat. "Well, how about some toast you need something in your stomach, OK?" With that he led her over to the bar and settle her on a stool, while Mrs. Adams placed a plate with some toast on it, as well as a glass of orange juice in front of her.

Dara nibbled at the toast and took a few sips of juice. "I have to call my sister, Kara. Then, get in touch with the funeral home. By the way, where's my car?"

Lucas took his seat across from her and stated, "You don't need to worry about the funeral home, I already took care of it for you. And your car is at my house. To be honest, the way you were acting last night, I didn't want to take a chance of you're doing something foolish. If you want, we'll get it later. The only thing left is to call your family."

Dara nodded her appreciation to him, "Thank you, I appreciate it. Mrs. Adams, could you get me the phone."

Mrs. Adams left the room, and Lucas noticed her bracing herself for what she had yet to do. Reaching his hand across the table and covering hers, he asked, "Would you like me to call her?"

Dara shook her head, "No, I need to talk to Kara. We've always been closer with each other than with the others. Anyway, I should have called her last night. I don't know how I'll explain not calling her sooner."

Lucas shrugged his shoulders, "Just explain when she gets here, by the way, what about your father?"

Dara shrugged, "I don't know it depends on a lot of things, how his health is and some other areas. He and Zach don't get along and he can't afford to get upset with his heart in the shape it's in. We'll have to see."
Dara, seeing the look of uncertainty on his face, squeezed his hand. "We'll talk about the wedding later, OK?" I don't want a large one, so it should be easy to plan. I just want to get past this right now, OK?" By the way, when are you going to tell Caleb?"

Lucas considered a moment, "I was thinking about that earlier actually. I guess today."

At that moment Mrs. Adams re-entered the room and handed Dara the cordless phone. Sighing heavily, she began dialing. After a second she began her conversation. "Hello? Jack? Hi, its Dara, is Kara there? Could I speak with her please? Thanks. Hi, sis, its Dara. Look I need to tell you something. Yes, last night. I'm sorry I didn't call sooner, but there was a lot of red tape, by the time I got home it was really too late and I couldn't see the point in upsetting you any sooner than I had to. No, she went peacefully. No, there already taken care of, all but when we want to hold it. Are you going to bring Daddy with you? I don't see the problem. If he should show up, he is not staying in this house, that's all there is to it. No, there's enough room for all of us, I just don't want to deal with him more than necessary. You know when the will is read he is going to hit the roof anyway. Can you call Mara for me? No, I'll have to be gone most of the day, I haven't been grocery shopping since mom went into the hospital, plus I have to sign the papers at the funeral home, take care of the hospital, and I don't know what all. Thank you sis, I appreciate it. No, there's enough, I've got the emergency money I always keep. I'm sure, but if I do, I will. By the way, we need to discuss something when you get here. No, I just don't want to talk about it right now. OK, I love you too. Kiss the kids for me and tell daddy I love him. Bye." With that Dara hung up the phone and held her head in her hands.

Looking at Lucas and Mrs. Adams, she stated, "Kara said that she would call everybody. Mrs. Adams, could you please do me a favor, could you possibly straighten things up here, while I go to the store and sign the papers at the funeral home?" At Mrs. Adams nod, she smiled, "Thank you. I need a shower and I need to get mom's clothes. Lucas, do you want to take a shower too? There's another bathroom upstairs." Lucas nodded his agreement, as he finished drinking his coffee.

Dara left the room, heading for the direction of what had been her mother's room. Opening the door, she stood there for a second, taking in all the memories, which were scattered around the room in the pictures that were on the walls and on the tables and dressers. Going oveer to the closet, to search for the dress her mother had expressed her desire to be laid to rest in, she opened the door and it hit her, the familiarity in the scent of perfume her mother had always worn.

Dara smiled as she recalled a childhood memory, her at about six years old, climbing on her mother's lap. "Mommy, you always smell good."

Dara's eyes fell on the dress her mother had worn when she had received her diploma, as well as the one's she had worn to her sister's weddings. Without realizing it, Dara had begun crying silently as she recalled what Lucas had said the night before, "Cry for yourself, but not for her, she's at peace now. Love her enough to let her go."

Dara closed the door and sat in the easy chair near the window and allowed the tears to slide down her cheeks. "Oh mama, I miss you. I'll always love you, but I know you're better off now."

Lucas had been passing by the door when he heard her words. Pushing the door open softly he entered.

Dara turned to him, her eyes bright with tears. "She really is gone, isn't she?" Lucas knelt in front of her chair, nodding, "Yes baby, she is. I'm sorry, but she is much bettor off without the pain and agony." With that said he stood and pulled Dara into his embrace to let her release her tears.

When she had finished, he wiped her eyes as he asked, "Are you ready to get started today?" Dara nodded, "Just let me grab my shower, OK?"

Taking the dress from her, he stated, "I'll lay this on the sofa, go get ready."

Dara, after gathering some towels for Lucas to shower as well, headed for her own bedroom.

Half an hour later, Dara emerged from her bedroom, freshly showered and with her hair still slightly damp. Not feeling up to makeup and worrying with the long, curling mass, she chose to simply let it hang loose.

Lucas, who was sitting on the sofa waiting for her, having finished his own shower, smiled when he saw her. "You remind me of a little girl with your hair that way. It makes me wonder if I'm not robbing the cradle."

Dara returned the smile, "Thank you, I'll take that as a compliment. Speaking of age, I don't even know how old you are."

Lucas shook his head with amusement, "You tell first."

Dara sighed, "OK, I'm twenty-six, your turn."

Lucas silently wondered how she would react to his revelation. "I'm forty, does that worry you?"

Dara thought a moment, "No, not really, it's just a number anyway." With that she grabbed her purse and the bag containing the clothing for her mother's burial. Looking at Lucas with apprehension she asked, "Are you sure you want to go with me? I'm not even sure I want to go, to be honest."

Lucas upper her face in his hands, "It's going to be OK, I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere. I promise you that."

Reaching up to cover his hand with her own, she looked into his eyes and said very softly, "Thank you."

Holding the door open for her, he allowed her to precede him outside to the car. After they were settled he asked, "Where to first? I think we should go to the funeral home, don't you? Then, we can tackle the hospital, and after that if you feel like it and you're ready to, we'll go by the courthouse and get the marriage license. OK?"

Dara nodded her agreement, "But wont I need my birth certificate for that?"

Lucas shook his head, "No, your ID should be fine."

With that he started the car and they began their day.





Jed Simms was an extremely efficient man, but when Ben Healy had dropped by to inquire into the services for Gwenna Chambers, and Jed had learned that Dara Chambers was closely connected with Lucas Buck, he had had to sort and re-sort through the file to be certain that all the documents requiring a signature were in order. He had no intentions of offending Lucas Buck, and if rumors were true then that meant not offending this girl. As it was, he was hard pressed to not stare at her, he had to admit that she was an extremely beautiful woman, but he had no intentions of incurring Lucas' jealousy or wrath. He had heard how jealous and protective of this girl Lucas Buck was.

Lucas being aware of his reputation and influence wasn't surprised when he escorted Dara into Jed's office and found that the man already had the paperwork completed and awaiting Dara's signature.

After Dara had signed the paperwork, Jed inquired, "Is there anything in particular your would like done, Ms. Chambers?"

Dara wasn't sure of his meaning so she looked at Lucas inquiringly. "Darlin, he just wants to know if you want them to fix her hair any certain way, that type of thing."

Feeling embarrassed for not having understood for herself, Dara reached into her purse and withdrew her wallet. Taking a photo from it, she handed it to Jed.

Lucas could see that it was a photo of her with her mother and what he assumed were her sisters.

"I'd like you to try and make her look as close to this as possible. It was taken before we knew she had cancer, but when you're finished, I would like the picture back, please."

Jed studied the photo. "I can see where you got your beauty from. Your mother was a beautiful woman, as are you and your sisters."

Dara, assuming they were done, mumbled her thanks and stood to leave.

Jed was so preoccupied with the photo and the lady herself, he had almost forgotten to go over the financial arrangements until Lucas opened the door for her to leave. "Ms. Chambers, just a moment we need to discuss the payment arrangements."

Lucas raised his hand, just a Dara turned around, "We'll discuss them later, Jed, Ms. Chambers and I have a lot to accomplish today." After he had sent Dara ahead, Lucas turned and addressed Jed. "Jed, whatever goes past the insurance, I'll pay for myself. Don't bother her with it. And if there were any corners cut when she made the pre-arrangements, I want you to make sure you don't cut them now, understand?"

Jed nodded his head in agreement, "No problem, Lucas. I'll make sure she has a nice service." Lucas nodded, and followed behind Dara. Jed shook his head, Ben was right; this woman was definitely something special, where Lucas Buck was concerned.

The next stop for them was the hospital; Matt met them in the lobby, ignoring Lucas' presence, he gave Dara a hug of encouragement. "How are you, feeling, any better today?"

Dara nodded, "I'm sorry, I guess I went over the edge, didn't I?" Matt shook his head, "You were entitled, you've been through a lot, so don't even think about it, OK?" Matt motioned for them to follow him to his office.

After having taken their seats, Matt began, "I really don't like this part of the job, but I have to do this. First, are you going to want an autopsy?" Dara vigorously shook her head. Matt smiled apologetically, "I didn't really think you would, but I have t ask. I know your answer on organ donation, so I wont ask. So all I need is for you to sign these, oh and the administration said that you could take a hiatus, if you want, to help you get adjusted."

After Dara had signed all the necessary forms, she turned to Lucas, "I have some clothes in my office. I need to go get them, OK?"

Lucas was about to stand to follow her, but Matt interrupted him. "You go ahead, I need to speak to Sheriff Buck for a second, so take your time."

After Dara had pulled the door to, Lucas glared at Matt, challengingly. "All right, what is it this time, Harvard?"

Matt met Lucas gaze squarely, "Don't think I don't know what's going on, the only thing I'm wondering is how soon it will be before she goes the way of the others. Especially Gail."

Lucas glared at Matt with a look of thunder crossing his face. "You have absolutely no business wondering a damn thing, Harvard. But if it will make you happy, I have no intention of her going the way of any other woman; as a matter of fact she's going a totally different way. We're getting married, and not for the sake of a child, like you're thinking. I'm marrying her because I love her, now, are you satisfied?"

Matt nodded, ashamed of his accusations. "She's very vulnerable right now. But I would have to be blind not to see how much you love her, I'm sorry for my intrusiveness."

Dara carefully opened the door and looked at both men, satisfied that they weren't repeating the last scene she had witnessed between them. Turning to Lucas, she inquired, "Are you ready? Lucas nodded as he followed her out to the car.

Lucas glanced at her, once they were settled. "Sweetheart, do you feel up to getting the license today?"

Dara nodded, "It's the only bright spot in the day, so let's go ahead."

Lucas parked in front of the courthouse and after opening Dara's door, ushered her up the steps towards the magistrate's office.

Doug Allen waved when he saw Lucas come in. "Hi, Sheriff, how's it going today?" Noticing the pretty petite woman with Buck, he nodded and smiled, "Afternoon ma'am, how are you?"

Dara smiled at the older man and when she did, Lucas had to hide his amusement at the effect it had on the man. He became tongue tied and was trying hard not to stumble over himself.

Doug recovered as well as he could, and finally asked, "What can I do for you today, Lucas?"

Lucas pulled a chair out for Dara and then sitting next to her, he replied, "Doug, we need a marriage license."

Doug thought he had misheard Lucas, "You want a what?"

Lucas calmly look at the man, "I want a marriage license, you know till death do you part, love, honor, obey. The thing you and Peggy had to have to get married, remember?"

Doug turned crimson in embarrassment, and then remembering the rumors he had heard, realized that this was the woman everyone was discussing. Mulling it over in his head, he realized the Ben Healy had been right; she was something else, especially if she was able to get Lucas Buck to the altar without a fight. Falling back on the formality of his post, Doug got up and went to the file cabinet. Pulling some sheets from the drawer he went back and took his seat once more. "OK, first lets get your information, young lady. Name?"

Dara answered calmly, "Dara Cherice Chambers."

Doug smiled, and then looked at Lucas questioningly. Lucas looked at him in amusement, "You must want my middle name. OK, Lucas David Buck."

Doug nodded as he filled in the space on the form. "OK, can I see both your driver's license, I can get the rest from there." Once he had the requested items, and finished completing the form he pushed it towards them. "Sign this, both of you, and then I'll notarize it and all you have to do is find someone to marry you."

Lucas took the paper from him once he was finished, placing it carefully in the inside pocket of his vest. Looking at Doug, he stated, "Thanks Doug, I won't forget this, but how about not mentioning it for right now? Ms. Chambers' mother died last night and we want to keep it quiet for the moment."

Doug agreed, "Sure thing Lucas, I wouldn't want to steal your thunder anyway. Not a word."

Lucas waited until they were in the elevator alone to take her in his arms and kiss her deeply. "Not having regrets already, are you?"

Dara shook her head, "No, I'm just thinking about the next few days. How are we going to get through them? Especially, if Zach decides to show up, it's going to be World War Three with him."

Lucas held her tighter, "You leave your brother to me, and I'll handle it, OK?"

Dara, pulling strength from the contact with him, looked up with her eyes full of love, "My knight in shining armor."

Just then the bell announcing their floor chimed and Lucas reluctantly released her. Just as they were about to reach the door leading outside, Selena Coombs sauntering in the same door, when Lucas spotted her he readied himself to be defensive.

Although he knew she would heed his warnings, Lucas had no doubt that Selena would attempt to bait Dara into anger and jealousy. Considering what she had been through in the last twenty-four hours, he had no intention of allowing Selena to add to the situation. Positioning himself on Dara's left side, Lucas placed his arm protectively around her shoulders as Selena approached to speak to them.

"Well." She began, in her sultry drawl, "If it isn't the Sheriff, and this must be the new counselor that everyone has been raving about. I'm Selena Coombs." Extending her hand towards her, Dara took it and responded, "Dara Chambers, nice to meet you Ms. Coombs."

Dara had heard the innuendoes about Lucas and this woman, and was even now insecure in this voluptuous woman's presence, but she would never let her know that she had that much effect on her.

Selena took in the pair and carefully noted Lucas' arm placed protectively around the woman's shoulders. Deciding she was feeling a little on the dangerous side, she decided to be reckless. "Well Ms. Chambers, what would you and Sheriff Buck be doing here in the courthouse, nothing serious, I hope?"

Lucas, having decided to stop Selena before she could really get started answered the inquiry himself. "Actually Ms. Coombs, Ms. Chambers and I are here on a very serious matter. We just finished the paper work to get married." Lucas noted the look of shocking disbelief on Selena's face.

Selena regained her composure as she replied smoothly, "Well congratulations, hopefully, you won't decide to do anymore 'sight seeing', especially after you get married."

Dara gaped at the woman in utter disbelief, [My] she thought, [but this bitch does have some nerve.]

Dara was about to reply to the woman's taunt when Lucas encircled her in his arms and answered Selena's taunt with one of his own. "Actually Ms. Coombs, the sights I'm accustomed to are getting rather old and tiresome. I'm ready to settle myself down on not only much greener pastures, but ones that are worth putting down roots on." Seeing that his comment had hit its mark by her speechlessness, Lucas ushered Dara through the doorway as Selena turned, seething and glared at them as they departed.

"Damn Lucas Buck." Although Selena was seething with rage, she hadn't missed the look in Lucas' eyes when he looked at Dara. Ben was right, Lucas wouldn't hesitate to take care of anyone who dared to harm that woman.

After they had left the building and were almost to the car, Lucas turned to Dara, "Darlin, don't let what she said upset you, she's jealous and can't stand it. But I meant what I said, you're the only one for the rest of my life." With that he kissed her openly, oblivious as to who might be watching.

Dara looked up at him as he pulled back, "Don't you think we should find Caleb now?"

Lucas, realizing that he still had to talk to his son about he and Dara, nodded, "Yeah, I think you're right, how about we go by my house and I'll drop you off to get your car, then you can go and grocery shop while I talk to Caleb. OK?"

Dara agreed as he opened the car door for her, remembering who else was at his house, he decided that if she were willing to deal with it, he would go ahead and introduce her to mama Lucy.

"Darlin, if you feel up to it, I know it's a lot to deal with right now, but my grandmother is here and I know she would love to meet you, would you mind?"

Shaking her head, she stated, "No, I'll have to meet her sooner or later, so why not now."

Lucas smiled as he replied, "She's going to love you, don't worry."





Lucas pulled into his driveway ten minutes later. Opening Dara's door for her, he guided her up the steps to the porch. Just as he was about to open the door Caleb opened it for him, "Thought I heard someone. Mama Lucy and me have been baking cookies."

Looking at Dara he smiled and threw his arms around her. "I sure am sorry about your mama, but I'm glad you don't look so sick anymore."

Dara smiled down at him tenderly, "Thank you, Caleb. As soon as things get back to normal, we'll spend some time together, I promise."

Lucas, deciding that now was a good time to talk to Caleb, stated, "Son, I need to talk to you in a minute. Let me introduce mama and Dara first though." Pulling Dara by the hand, he ventured inside towards the kitchen.

Inside the kitchen there stood a woman in her seventies, lifting cookies off of a baking sheet. Lucas walked up to her and kissed her cheek.

"Morning mama."

Turning to look up at her grandson she admonished, "Boy, I though you'd have been here sooner." Seeing the petite woman standing behind her grandson, she fussed, "Well, move so I can see what she looks like."

Lucas smiled at the old woman as he took Dara's hand and pulled her in front of him. "Mama, this is Dara Chambers, the lady I told you about."

Lucilla looked the girl up and down, [she sure is little, but as beautiful as can be.] Finally smiling, Lucilla looked at her grandson, then, looking to see if Caleb could hear, stated, "You're a fool if you let her get away, boy."

Lucas shook his head, "Not a chance, mama." Turning to the doorway to find Caleb there he excused himself, "Excuse us a second ladies, I need to talk to Caleb." Motioning for Caleb to follow him, they went into the next room to talk.

Lucilla looked at the girl a second, then deciding to proceed, stated, "Lucas told me about your mama, Dara. I am surely sorry for you."

Dara choked back the tears that began threatening to fall at the mention of her parent, as she said softly, "Thank you, Mrs. Buck."

Lucilla smiled at the girl, she had good upbringing, and it showed all over her. "No need to call me Mrs. Buck, mama Lucy is fine, or Lucilla, whichever you like better."

Dara nodded her acceptance as Lucilla continued, "Besides, I have the feeling, judging by his behavior, that my grandson is planning on giving that title to somebody else pretty soon." Dara blushed and turned her head away.

Lucas sat, not certain how to broach the subject with his son, who for his part, was watching his father in curiosity. "Son, how do you like Dara?"

Caleb looked at him strangely, "I like her a lot, but not as much as you do, I bet."

Lucas nodded his acceptance of the statement. "What would you say if I told you I asked her to marry me and she said yes?"

Lucas studied Caleb's face to make sure he was telling him the truth as he stated, "I'd say, when's the wedding and who gets to be best man?"

Lucas released a long pent up sigh of relief. "Well, you're the best man, and as soon as everything with her mother's funeral is behind her, I guess that's when."

Caleb looked at him in admonishment. "Don't you think she needs a ring?"

Lucas laughed at his concern, "Yeah, we'll take care of that as soon as possible." Returning to the kitchen, Lucas went and wrapped his arms around Dara. "He loves the idea, and by the way, mama, this is your granddaughter-in-law to be."

Lucilla smiled benevolently at Lucas, "Well I knew that, now I assume as soon as everything else is behind you, the two of you will be getting married."

Both nodded their agreement of her statement as she addressed Caleb, "Well, Caleb, looks like we're finally getting some new blood in the family."

Caleb grinned openly, "Yes ma'am, we sure are."

Looking at her watch and noticing the time, Dara spoke up, "It's been nice meeting you, Mrs.... I mean mama Lucy, and Caleb you can come over later with your father if you want to. I need to go, I have to grocery shop before my family gets here."

Lucas followed her to her car, digging in his hip pocket for her car keys. See, I told you, they love the idea."

Dara nodded her agreement with his statement, although she continued to look concerned. "Yeah, but now we have to tell my family, and on top of the funeral that should go over great."

After opening and closing the door for her, Lucas leaned through the open window, "Don't worry honey, I'll handle it, it's going to be okay, I promise."

Dara smiled she turned her face up to receive a departing kiss from him. Pulling back and starting her car she stated, "I hope you're right." With that she left.

Lucas went back into the house and returned to the kitchen, where his grandmother was waiting for him.

"Boy, you get that girl a ring yet?"

Lucas shook his head, "No, I though I would go pick it out here in a minute. When I go back tonight, I'll give it to her."

Lucilla nodded her agreement, "Well, see that you do. Caleb, them cookies ready yet?"

Lucas shook his head at the woman, then, looking at his son he asked, "Caleb, you want to go with me to the jewelry store and help me pick out Dara's ring?"

Caleb considered for a second, then, replied, "No sir, I think you already have an idea what you want to get for her, so you don't need me. I'll stay here with mama Lucy, but can we go to her mama's wake when they have it?"

Lucas nodded his permission, "Yeah, I think Dara would like for you to be there, it might make her feel better to know that she has all of our support." With that Lucas got up and headed for the door, stating over his shoulder, "I probably won't be home tonight mama, so don't cook for me." With that he too left, to finish his errands as well.





Dara, having finished her shopping, headed home. When she pulled into her driveway, there was a car she had never seen before, glancing at it she shrugged, "Kara must have gotten a new car." Dismissing it as the reason for the strange vehicle, she began unloading the groceries and taking them into the house.

She was just finishing with the last bag when she heard someone moving around upstairs, assuming it was her sister, she called, "I'm in her, Kara. How about helping me with the groceries. By the way, where is everyone else, or did you come alone?"

At that moment the phone began ringing, she picked it up quickly, "Hello? Kara, where are you, what do you mean you haven't left yet? Well, if you're there, then who's upstairs? No, I don't know, I though it was you, no, let me call you back. I promise, I'll be careful. I promise." Dara placed the receiver back on the hook. "Just who is upstairs?"

Glancing around the kitchen her eyes fell on a crow bar leaning against the back door. Taking it in her hands, she quietly mad her way through the rest of the house, careful not to make any noise.






Ben was on desk duty at the station when the phone began ringing. "Fulton County Sheriff's office, can I help you? Oh, yes Mrs. Tanner, I know the address, that's where Dara Chambers lives. Oh you're her sister? You mean someone she doesn't know is in the house with her, how do you know that? She thought it was you till you called to let her know when you'd be arriving. What do you mean she said she was going to check it out? No, hold on."

With that he picked up the mike to the CB, "Lucas, you out there?"

A second later a voice broke the static, "Right here Ben, what do you need?"

Ben breathed a sigh of relief, "Lucas, how far are you from Dara's house right now?"

After a second of static Ben heard, "I'm almost there, why?"

Ben hurriedly explained the situation, "Proceed with caution, I have her sister on the phone. There's someone in the house with her. She thought it was her sister till she called to let her know when to expect her, apparently she decided to handle it herself."

Ben waited a second, "Ben, if I don't report in ten minutes get a squad car here. You understand?"

Ben glanced at the wall clock, "Yeah Lucas, I got you, out." Ben went back to the phone, "Mrs. Tanner, yes it's OK, the sheriff is on his way there to check it out. I'm sure everything will be fine. Yes, I will. You too."

Ben disconnected and silently prayed everything would be all right.




Lucas threw the microphone down, "Damned, that woman is the most stubborn, willful person I've ever seen." Lucas pulled the car to a stop further up the driveway, just in case, he didn't want to lose the element of surprise.

Cautiously making his way onto the porch, he decided to use the kitchen door instead. Opening it softly, he made his way inside and through to the rest of the house. Spotting Dara on the stairs with a crow bar in her hand, Lucas inhaled sharply. [Has she lost her mind?] Just as he reached her on the staircase, the door at the top of the stairs was thrown open.

Dara, surprised by Lucas taking the crowbar from her grip and the person at the top of the stairs, almost lost her balance on the stairs.

Lucas threw the crowbar down and grabbed her just as she was bout to fall backwards, shocked by the events, she let out a sharp scream of surprise, then looking from the person holding her to the one at the top of the stairs, she turned and stalked back down the stairs yelling, "Damned, why don't the two of you give me a heart attack next time."

Picking up the crowbar and following in her wake, Lucas entered the kitchen, "Dara, I'm sorry. I got a call from Ben, apparently your sister called concerned about you. I didn't mean to scare you, honey."

Dara turned and released a sigh of frustration, "It's all right sweetheart, I'm not angry with you." Turning to the man lounging against the doorframe, smiling insolently, "You on the other hand, yes. Would you care to tell me brother dear, exactly how you got into my house?"

Lucas turned and glanced at the man, so this was Zach. He wasn't as tall as Lucas, but he wasn't exactly short either, he was heavy set and rugged looking. Lucas could see a slight similarity between he and Dara but not much.

After his perusal, Lucas stated, "Yeah, I'd like to know that one myself."

Turning towards Lucas, Zach replied, "Just who the hell are you, mister? And what business is it of yours if I got into MY mother's house?"

Before Lucas could reply, Dara interjected, "He's someone, who unlike you, is welcome here, and has a hell of a lot more right than you do to enter MY house."

Zach turned to Dara with a look full of contempt, "Well, we'll see after everything with the will, just whose house this is, baby sister. Speaking of which, when do we bury the old girl?"

Dara turned and gasped in shock at his statement. "For God's sake, Zach. She was our mother, how about a little grief and sorrow. And as far as a will goes, feel free, the house is solely in my name, as is the insurance. So sue to your heart's content, I'm sure when I show the debts I've paid, you'll owe me."

Dara watched in fright as anger seized him and he closed the space between them, raising his hand he spoke venomously, "You little bitch, I'll make you regret the day you were born." Dara closed her eyes and mentally prepared herself for the blow, when it didn't come she looked up to see Lucas holding her brother's fist in a grip of iron.

Lucas, who had stood silent, fumed with rage at the audacity of this man, who did this bastard think he was to threaten her like that. Closing the distance between them quickly, he caught the younger man's fist before he could strike Dara. Glaring at the man with hatred filling his eyes, Lucas stated, "Let me tell you something, if you ever so much as think about laying another hand on MY wife-to-be, I'll make you regret the day both she and I were born, do we understand each other?"

Zach nodded his agreement, fear evident in his eyes. He could see that this man meant serious business where his sister was concerned, and he had no doubts that he would follow through with his promise of retribution if he mistreated Dara any further.

Lucas released the other man's hand as he turned to Dara, "Is he staying here?"

Dara shook her head, and then addressing her brother stated, "You can stay in town, but you're not staying here. I don't want you in this house other than for mama's funeral. I'm sorry, but I'm not changing my mind."

Zach, deciding to play the episode off, appealed to his sister's strong sense of family. "Dara, I'm sorry, really. It's just that I'm upset with mom's passing and everything else. We need to pull together and be a family now." Placing what appeared to be a look of sorrow on his face, he smiled sadly at this sister.

Lucas was standing next to Dara, hoping that she wouldn't let her brother's words influence her good judgment. He almost sighed with relief when she turned and face him. "Your absolutely right, Zach. We are a family; too bad you didn't choose to remember than when mama was so sick. You know, after you conned her out of her life savings? Then, you have the audacity to show up here, break into my house, tell me how you're here to grab your share, and then to top it off you try and slap me around. You want me to just say, 'oh, it's OK' and turn my back to you so you can stick another knife in? I really don't think so. Oh, and let me inform you, the will leaves everything and I do mean EVERYTHING at my discretion, and let me assure you, that by the time I pay the hospital, in home care, and doctors, and funeral, we'll be lucky if they don't take our Medicare to pay for it."

Lucas watched as the other man turned crimson at her words.

"You just have it all taken care of, don't you little sister? I bet you socked a tidy sum away for yourself, didn't you?

At the challenge, Dara calmly walked to a drawer and pulled out a ledger, throwing it on the center island she stated, "Open it. That's every bill I paid of mama's that YOU ran up, all the credit cards, finance companies, all the scams and cons you pulled on your own mother. I paid for every one of them. Let me assure you, I have no intention of paying for one more thing for you. Get whatever you have in my house and get out. Oh, and by the way, I know this house backwards and forwards, so if you've taken anything, I'll know it so I suggest that whatever you've helped yourself to, you leave on the bed. Do you understand me?"

Glaring at his sister, he turned and stated, "Fine." Storming through the door, he headed upstairs. Damn, but she had found a backbone. There wouldn't be any taking whatever savings she had put away. She wasn't going to budge an inch. And the fact that she was about to marry what Zach ascertained to be a very dangerous man, made it impossible for him to intimidate her mentally, or physically.

Lucas, after excusing himself to call Ben, climbed the stare to find the room Zach had mandated to be his. Opening the door he ventured into the room, he looked at the other man, "I want to talk to you.""

Zach, putting his hands up in surrender, stated, "Don't worry, I'm leaving. I'll stay in town till the funeral, then I'll go, so we have no room for discussion here." Picking up his bag, he headed for the open door, which swung shut and locked of it's own accord.

Lucas could see the wild look of panic in the other man's eyes when he turned to stare at him in fright. He had to shake his head when Zach stated, "I didn't just see that." Lucas nodded to the bag he was holding, sending it flying across the room, "Why don't you set your bag down."

Facing the man, Lucas stated, for Zach's benefit, "Let me explain something to you. Your sister and I are getting married, I never intended to marry anyone, but when I met her, well I have to say I fell head over heels in love with her. And I don't particularly care to see her hurt or upset, not to mention abused in any way. Now, do we understand each other?"

Zach quickly nodded his head, eyes wide with fright.

"Good, and you know I really think that once this funeral is behind all of us, that there just isn't a need for you to ever return to Trinity. Don't you agree?"

Walking over to where the bag had landed and picking it up, he walked back over and handed it to Zach. Opening the door, he placed his hand on the other man's shoulder, "I'm glad we had this chat, now we totally understand each other. By the way, the boarding house in town has a room I believe." With that Lucas watched as he ran down the stairs and out the front door.

Dara walked into the living room in time to see her brother rushing out the front door. "What did you say to him to make him leave in such a hurry?"

Lucas descended the remainder of the stairs and crossed the space to take her in his arms. "I told him I take great exception to anyone mistreating you, in any way. I think he got the hint."

Dara burrowed closer to Lucas, "Thank you, at least I know he wont cause a scene now. Not to mention, I wont have to make a trip to the emergency room this time."

Although she had said it jokingly, Lucas could sense the relief from the fear in her eyes. Lifting her eyes up to his, he spoke softly. "You will never have to worry about anyone ever hurting you again. Ever. They'll have to go through me first."

With that said he led Dara to the sofa, sitting her on the end of it, he stated, "I should have done this sooner, and I'm sorry I haven't." With that he bent down on one knee and reached into his pocket to pull a small velvet box. Opening it, he withdrew what Dara considered to be, the most beautiful ring she had ever seen.

It had a marquise shaped diamond in the center and was surrounded by smaller stones at the base, reminding Dara of a bright star.

Taking her left hand in his, he slid the ring onto her finger, which fit perfectly. "Dara, you know I love you and I want you beside me through the rest of my life and for eternity. I asked you before, but I'm asking you again, will you marry me?"

Dara looked down at the ring, then into his eyes with tears in her own eyes. "I love you too, and yes, I will marry you."

Lucas took her in his arms and kissed her deeply.

Mrs. Adams chose that moment to walk through the front door. Dara and Lucas abruptly pulled apart, mumbling their hellos to her. Taking in the scene before her, with Lucas on one knee, Mrs. Adams smiled, "Well, let me see it, only one reason I know of for a man to be on bended knee."

Dara got up and smiled as she showed the woman the ring.

"I take it then, you've settle on a date."

Lucas came up behind Dara and wrapped his arms around her as he replied, "No, but we did get the license, so at least we're headed in the right direction."

Mrs. Adams smiled at them, hoping with all her heart that Dara was making the right decision and would find happiness with the man now holding her.

All three were headed to the kitchen as Mrs. Adams inquired, "Have any of your family arrived yet, dear?"

Dara looked at Mrs. Adams strangely, "You mean you didn't let him in, Mrs. Adams?"

The older woman looked at Dara, horrified at the thought of betraying her in such a way. "Goodness no! Why, has he arrived already?"

Dara sighed and began relaying the events of the earlier encounter with her sibling.

When she had finally finished, Mrs. Adams thought a second, "Well, I suppose it could be possible that I forgot to lock one of the back doors before I left. I'm very sorry, dear."

Dara shook her head, "It's all right, where you locked the door or not, if he wanted in bad enough, he would make sure he got in. So don't worry over it, it's finished with. All we have to do now is to get through the funeral without a family brawl."

Lucas could sense her agitation at the prospect of the situation. Pulling her to him, he stated, "Don't worry, I'll be there every step of the way. I'm sure they wouldn't start a brawl with the sheriff there. Do you Mrs. Adams?"

Mrs. Adams couldn't help but smile at his teasing. He really did have a good side to him, when he chose to show it. She only hoped for Dara's sake that he would continue showing that side.

Dara looked up and smiled, "That's something I haven't considered, one of the advantages to marrying you I guess, huh?"

Lucas grinned at her humor, "Oh, I'm sure that you'll find many more advantages that that before much longer."

Mrs. Adams discreetly cleared her throat to remind them of her presence. "Dear, when is the funeral?"

Dara sighed heavily; she had almost succeeded in forgetting that she still had to get through one of the hardest things she would ever have to do. "Kara called earlier, she's waiting for Mara to meet her, and then the two of them, plus the kids and daddy, will be leaving. She said they should be here in about six hours or so. The wake will be tomorrow night, and then the funeral will be the morning after at 11:00. After that, we can all start putting our live back together again, or so I hope."

Mrs. Adams nodded sadly, "Well, I need to go, but if you need anything else call me, otherwise I'll see you at the wake tomorrow night." With that she let herself out the front door.

Lucas glanced around the room as he inquired, "What else do we need to do before everyone gets here?"

Dara considered a moment, then replied, "Well, I thought I would cook a big supper, I know they'll be hungry when they arrive. Otherwise, I think we did everything."

Considering the most tactful way to approach what he was contemplating, he asked, "I have to ask you, where are you going to put everyone?"

Dara pondered the equations of the number of rooms as opposed to the number of people, then answered, "Well, my sisters can take a room upstairs, my one sister only has one child, so I though the boys could take the other room upstairs. I can put daddy in my room and I guess Brittany and I can sleep on the sofa bed. Why?"

Lucas, considering the best way to make his suggestion, approached it carefully, "You know, there's plenty of room at my house, if you need it."

Dara shook her head, "Trust me, they wouldn't do very well staying in a relatively complete stranger's house. Especially the kids."

Lucas gazed deep into her eyes as he voiced softly, "Well, you're not a stranger, and it will be your house too. You could stay and let them have the run of the house."

Dara drug her gaze away from his, "You know I can't leave them at a time like this, Lucas. I appreciate you wanting me to be comfortable, but I just can't, surely you can understand that."

Lucas rose from his chair abruptly, running his hand through his hair in frustration. "No damned, what I understand is that I don't want to leave your side, for even a second. Is that so difficult for you to understand?"

Dara looked at him with shock, "Darling, I'm sorry, it just never occurred to me that was it." After a second of thought, she continued, "I'll tell you what, come with me a second." Getting up and going over to a door at the back of the kitchen, she opened it and proceeded down a flight of stairs. When she reached the bottom she flipped a switch and pulled a dust cover off of a set of mattresses and bed frame. "Here, help me get this upstairs."

After accomplishing what she requested and having deposited the bed in her mother's sick room, Lucas asked her, "What's this for?"

Dara looked at him and smiled sadly. "This is the bed that belongs in this room. I had it put in the basement when mama needed a hospital bed, since the hospital bed isn't here anymore, I'm putting this one back where it's supposed to be. Help me put it together, please."

After about fifteen minutes, they had the bed assembled and began putting fresh linen on it. After the bed was fully made, Dara stood back and hugging her arms about herself, blinked back the tears that began with the memories the bed brought back.

Lucas went to and pulled her close to him. "What is it, sweetheart? More memories?"

Dara wiped her eyes as she nodded, "I was just remembering all the nightmares and night of crawling into bed with mama when I was afraid."

Gently touching one of the posts, she shook her head. "I remember spending many a stormy night in this bed next to mama, when daddy was working nights."

Lucas smiled at her gently, "Are you afraid of thunder or lightening?"

Dara's eyes took on a wistful look with the memories she was recalling. "I was afraid of the thunder, but I loved the sound of the rain. I still do, but the thunder that was different. I remember hearing the wind howl and the thunder, I'd jump out of my bed and run into mama's room and beg her to let me sleep with her. She never fussed at me for it either; she would just scoot over and then tuck me in and tell me how the thunder was how God shook the ground, so that the rain could seep in deeper. That it wouldn't hurt you."

Lucas, remembering the straightforward way her mother had voiced her opinion even at the brink of death, had to smile. "She sounds like she was a special lady. Something that seems to have passed on to at least one of her daughters."

Dara, still caught in her own thoughts replied, "I just hope our children can feel the same about me when it's my time, as I do about my mother."

Lucas, holding her close to him, kissed the top of her head. "I promise darlin, they will. You never answered my question, why did we bring the bed up here now?"

Dara, breaking the embrace to leave the room, replied with a coy smile, "Why, I'd have thought that would have been obvious, so you'll have a place to sleep. Just because I can't stay with you at your house right now, doesn't mean you can't stay with me here. Even if there will be others here."

Lucas shook his head, "I should have known. Are you sure, what will your family say?"

Dara shrugged her shoulders, "Quite frankly, I don't particularly care what they say. Besides, this is my house, after all."





Lucas, having heard a knock on the door, opened it to find Ben and Caleb standing there. Patting Caleb on the back, Lucas asked, "What brings you two out this way?"

Caleb having gone to the kitchen in search of Dara, left Ben and Lucas alone to discuss why Ben had made the trip. "Lucas, you know her brother showed up, right?"

Lucas nodded his head, "Yeah, that was who was upstairs earlier. He's gone now though, my guess is to the boarding house."

Ben nodded, confirming Lucas' suspicions. "Yeah, that's how Caleb came to be here. I stopped by your house to see your grandmother; Caleb had gone to the boarding house to change clothes so he could come over here. Anyway, he said that her brother got to fuming about Dara to the point he had to get away from there. I asked Matt and Loris about it, Loris said she didn't like him, but under the circumstances she didn't want to put him out, so she just let him rattle on. She does, however, think that it might not be a bad idea for Caleb to stay with you while he's there. Especially since he knows Caleb's your son, and what your relationship to Dara is."

Lucas considered the information Ben had given him. "I'll ask Dara about him staying here, I'm staying with her till this is over. Either that or he cant stay at my house with mama."

Ben shrugged, "Just thought you should know. I've got to get back to the station, but if you need anything else, call me."

With that Lucas saw Ben out, then went to the kitchen to find Dara and Caleb beginning supper in anticipation of all the company about to arrive.

Lucas took in the scene in front of him, realizing that he had been missing this in his life. Even if he had made the commitment with another woman, that he was about to make with this woman, it wouldn't have been the same. None of them were Dara, he had no doubt that she was what destiny had in store for him, the other women were sent to make him realize the real thing when it was put in front of him.

Catching the look on his face, Dara smiled at him. "Penny for your thoughts, you look like the cat that swallowed the canary."

Caleb looked up from his assigned task of peeling potatoes to ask, "Did you get her a ring yet?"

Lucas, placing his hands on both the boy's shoulders, looked down at him, "Yes I did. I'm surprised she didn't show it to you."

Looking over at Dara, he jokingly admonished, "I thought you liked the ring, here you have your first chance to show it off and you don't take advantage of it."

Dara, looking at him contritely, spoke up, "you know I don't like it, I love it. And I'm sorry I forgot to show you Caleb, here." Extending her left hand towards him, Caleb held her hand so he could get a good look at the ring.

Whistling low, he released her hand and shaking his head, went back to peeling potatoes. "That sure is a big one, ain't you afraid you might blind somebody with it?"

Lucas laughed at the boy's statement as he explained, "Well son, I picked it out because it reminded me of Dara."

Caleb looked up at him puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Looking across to Dara, with love shining in his eyes, he answered, "Because, it's unique, one of a kind, and it brings a lot of brightness, just like Dara does to our lives."

Dara, bending her head to her task of preparing a roast for the oven, blushed deeply at the unexpected compliment.

Lucas remembering what Ben had said earlier, motioned for Dara to follow him into the dining room.

Dara excused herself from Caleb to follow Lucas to the other room, once the door was closed he asked in a hushed voice, "Would you mind if Caleb stayed here with us tonight? Apparently he and your brother don't care for each other, and Crower's wife doesn't want to make him leave because of your mother's funeral. So his choices are either here with us or at the house with mama Lucy. I though I'd let him choose for himself."

Dara considered for a second, "I don't suppose so, I mean there's plenty of food and we can find a place for him to sleep, if he wants to, he can stay."

Kissing her quickly, he pushed her back towards the kitchen. "Caleb, I'm staying here with Dara tonight. Would you like to stay here, or at my house with mama Lucy?"

Caleb thought a second, "Well, I appreciate the invitation and if you don't mind, I'd like to stay and eat with you, but I think I'll stay with mama so she won't be alone."

Lucas nodded his approval. "That's fine whatever you want to do."





Dara, hearing car doors slamming, looked out the window as she stated excitedly, "They're here!" Hurrying through to the living room, she stooped briefly in front of the mirror to run a brush through her long hair before she opened the door.

"Kara, Mara, Daddy!"

Hugging each in turn, Lucas noticed how when it came her father's turn she held him a little longer. He noticed how frail the man appeared.

He and Caleb stood back by the dining room door, allowing them their time for hellos, as Dara hugged each of her nephews and niece to her, betraying how deeply she cared for them.

After everyone had their turn at Dara's attention, they noticed the two strangers hanging in the background.

Lucas wasn't sure of her name, but one of her sisters motioned, "Dara, we haven't met your friends yet."

Dara, shaking her head, spoke, "I'm sorry. Lucas, Caleb, these are my sisters, Mara and Kara and my father, Alex."

Lucas nodded his head in their direction, "Nice to meet you."

All three nodded curtly in response.

Dara continued the introductions, touching each head as she spoke, "And this is Brittany, Jacob, and Mikey."

Kara looked at her suspiciously, "Would this have anything to do with what you said you wanted to discuss when we arrived?"

Lucas gripped Caleb's shoulders, causing him to look up, understanding the look on his father's face, he suggested to the two boys, "There's some fishing stuff outside I brought, and a big ole pier on the river behind here. Would you like to go fishing with me?"

The children's mothers considered a second, "Is it safe down there for them?"

Lucas spoke up for Dara, "Let me assure you, Ma'am, that at this point of the river the waters only about five or so feet deep, they'll be fine."

Looking to Dara for confirmation, they waited for her nod before giving their permission, along with a stern warning to be careful.

All the children ventured outside, with the exception of Brittany who inquired, "Aunt Dara, where's your room? I'd like to take a shower, if it's OK."

Dara nodded, "Right thru there, honey. Use my bathrobe if you want, towels are in the cabinet."

After all the children were out of sight, Kara asked, "Now can we discuss what you wanted to talk about?"

Dara sighed heavily as she led the way to the kitchen. After checking her meal, she fixed everyone a glass of tea and began handing them out. When she handed Kara her glass, Mara, who had just took a large mouthful of tea, began coughing and choking.

Finally, after having recovered, she pointed to Dara's finger, "What is that, my Lord is it real?"

Kara, understanding what she was referring to, took Dara's hand and looked at the ring. Releasing her hand, she asked, "This, I take it, is what you were wanting to discuss?"

Dara took her seat next to Lucas as she nodded.

She was about to speak when Lucas, in front of everyone, took her hand in his and stated, "Look, I know this is not the best time for this, we're more than aware of it, but the bottom line here is that I love your sister and she loves me, and we're getting married."

Mara interjected hotly, "Just when did you find time to get to know someone well enough to marry him? You were supposed to be caring for mama."

Lucas could see the anger rising in Dara and hoped with all sincerity that she would never direct her temper towards him, as she was now towards her sisters for their accusations, although her tone of voice remained calm. "First of all, I am the counselor at the hospital. Remember? Lucas is the sheriff here, so he and I coming into contact with each other day in and day out is not unreasonable. Second, don't you dare sit there and tell me about taking care of mama. So far, through my entire life, I've always been the one to pick up everyone's slack, simply because I'm the youngest. You couldn't do it because you were in another state and had your work and child. OK, fine. I never asked for help from either of you. Kara, I never expected it from you, because you look after daddy. You've helped where you could, but the bottom line here is that the two of you got off the hook when it came to having to watch mama suffer. Now, what should be the happiest thing in my life, you're trying to make it sound like I was out seducing men with our mother on her deathbed. And that's not fair of you."

All three women were seething when Dara's father spoke up, "All right, all of you calm down. Mara, you have no reason to pass judgment on your sister. From what I can see, she did very well by your mother, she paid all the debts Zach ran up and was able to provide care and a nice home for her, all without your help. Kara, as far as you're concerned, if I remember right, you only knew Jack for about a month, maybe two before you decided to marry him. Dara has probably known," turning towards Dara and Lucas he asked, "Lucas?" At their nods, he continued. "For about maybe at the most five or so months. Neither of you have any right passing judgment on her."

At that both women hung their heads at the reprimand.

Reaching across the table to take her hand, Dara's father looked her in the eyes. "Baby, do you really love this man?"

When she nodded her head, he turned to Lucas, "You love my daughter?"

Lucas looked him in the eyes," With all my heart and soul. I want her to be with me the rest of my life."

Nodding his head in return, he replied, "The only thing I have to say about it is this; don't ever lay a hand on her or mistreat her, otherwise as far as I'm concerned, you have my blessings."

Dara got up and went around the table to hug her father. "Thank you daddy. That means a lot to me."

Alex returned the gesture, "You're welcome, baby girl. Now tell me, when are you getting married?"

Lucas and Dara looked at each other as Lucas replied, "We thought we'd get past the funeral, then decide."

Alex considered a second, "You know, Gwenna never could stand sorrow, and I want to give my baby away. Why not two days after the funeral, I know it sounds bad, but I think your mother would want it that way. Girls, can we stretch the trip that long?"

Both women glanced at each other before Kara spoke, "I don't see why not."

Looking at Dara she smiled, "Besides, daddy is right, mama would want it this way."

Mara joined in, "I'm sorry Dara, I had no right to say what I did, and yes, we're happy for you if this is what you want. We'll help with the wedding."

Dara, not being able to contain her excitement, threw her arms around Lucas and kissed him. "Looks like you get what you wanted after all. We're getting married in four days."

Lucas smiled in return, "I hope its what you want too."

At that moment the children entered, excited that Caleb had caught a fish.

Caleb looked from his father to everyone else in the room. "Is everything OK?'

Lucas got up and putting his hand on Caleb's shoulder addressed everybody, "This is my son, Caleb. Caleb you met everyone before, and yes, everything's all right. We just decided when we're getting married. Four days sound good to you, son?"

Caleb smiled, "Yes sir, I expect it does."

Dara turned to Lucas, "Don't you think you and Caleb should go and get mama Lucy, and let her eat with us too?"

Lucas nodded, "Yeah, I was just thinking that, darlin. I'll be back in about half an hour." With that he bent down and placed a sound kiss on her mouth, then turned and walked out the door.