JC: Ed Biggers
Part 6: Doyen
Chapter 21
By
Lazlo Zalezac
Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezac, 2004

"Hello the roof!" shouted Dan from the stairwell. Ling had told 
him the men were upstairs waiting for him so they could watch the 
sunset together. She also said there was something the men wanted 
to discuss with him. He guessed the topic of discussion.

"Come on up here, Dan," said Leroy in response to the man's call. 

Sitting in his chair wearing his blue jeans, work shirt, boots, and 
cowboy hat, Ed could have been the poster child for relaxation. Ed 
put down the glass of iced tea he was drinking and said, "Yeah. 
Come on up here, Dan."

Ed and Leroy exchanged a glance while waiting for Dan to make it 
to the roof. The wives had really let them have it when they had 
come home from the bar. Their ears were still ringing. 

Dan climbed up the stairs with a light step. He was wearing blue 
jeans and a western style shirt with boots. It didn't take long for 
Dan to settle into his usual chair and accept the iced tea Leroy 
handed him. Dan looked at the horizon and said, "I love sunsets."

"Yeah. Looks like it will be a nice one tonight," said Ed. 

Taking a sip of his iced tea, Dan relaxed and watched the horizon. 
Although it had been a horribly hot day, a simple mister cooled the 
air and made it comfortable. Ed didn't usually use the mister except 
on days when the temperature was well over a hundred and he was 
expecting company. Dan appreciated the consideration; thinking 
once again how he enjoyed these times on the roof with Ed and 
Leroy.

The minutes passed as the sun lowered on the horizon. This 
particular evening, the colors were not nearly as spectacular as 
usual, but no one cared. It was beautiful and the men appreciated 
beauty in all its forms. Finally, Ed said, "About this morning. I'm 
afraid that we were rather abrupt."

"Abrupt?" replied Dan glancing over at Ed and then Leroy. Abrupt 
wasn't exactly the word he would use to describe how they sprung 
the news on him. The two men had surprised him that morning. He 
decided a more appropriate word would have been ambushed.

"I hope we didn't insult you or upset you in any way," said Ed. He 
didn't think that he had upset Dan, just surprised him. They had 
placed him in a rather difficult position in that any kind of answer 
would have been given without input from Claire. He knew it 
wasn't fair to Dan or Claire to put Dan in that position.

"Not at all. I'll admit I was surprised. I already consider you like 
family, but I had never thought about becoming a member of the 
family. Claire and I discussed the matter for a bit after I left the 
bar. I'm still having a hard time believing it."

"We are serious about having you and Claire join the family," said 
Leroy figuring that the couple might have decided it had been a 
bad joke.

"We know you don't joke about serious matters so we took what 
you said at face value. We talked about it for quite a bit. I won't 
bore you with the details of what we discussed. We came to the 
conclusion that if we were asked, that we'd say yes." Dan took a 
sip of his iced tea to hide his nervousness.

Taking a sip of iced tea, Ed thought about what Dan said. That Dan 
and Claire were interested in joining the family was good news, 
but the wives wanted them to go through the whole dating process 
before making an official proposal. Kelly wanted assurance that 
the pair would be willing to make love to every member of the 
family. Ed couldn't blame her. It was one thing to consider the 
matter abstractly, but it was another thing to actually have sex with 
a member of your own gender. In this case, it was necessary that 
both Dan and Claire perform since the two of them were already a 
couple. 

Dan knew it would be a while before Ed or Leroy would continue 
the discussion. That was their way. They'd touch upon a topic and 
then think about the exchange for a while. He understood and 
favored that form of conversation himself. Perhaps that was way 
he enjoyed his times with them so much. Willing to wait as long as 
it took, he took another sip of his tea and turned his attention back 
to the sunset.

It wasn't until after the sun set on the horizon, that Ed turned to 
face Dan. Setting his glass down on the table, he cleared his throat 
to get his guest's attention. In a serious voice, Ed said, "Our wives 
reminded us this afternoon that we'd need to date for a while to 
make sure that everyone was comfortable in the relationship." 

It wasn't an unreasonable request once he thought about it. Dan 
asked, "How would that work?"

Seeing that Ed wasn't going to answer the question, Leroy said, 
"Each of you would go on a couple of dates with each of us. That 
way, we'd get to know you one on one."

 "Well, I don't know about Claire, but I expect to be wined and 
dined in a most extravagant manner," said Dan in a serious voice. 
He laughed at the surprised look on Leroy's face before the black 
man realized that Dan had been kidding. 

Chuckling at the joke, Ed said, "Speaking of wining and dining, it's 
time we headed to Maria's Cantina to celebrate the engagement of 
Nathan and Mona."

The men stood and collected the glasses. Leroy picked up the tray 
and carried it down the stairs. Ed went to the edge of the house and 
looked over the town. Now that the sun had set, lights were coming 
on in the houses below. The houses were small. Some of the 
houses had yards decorated with little status of Jesus and Mary. 
There wasn't a grass lawn in sight. The streets were still dirt rather 
than paved and cars were parked along their length in a crooked 
line. The people who were out and about wore plain clothes - jeans 
and shirts. The overall appearance of the town hadn't changed 
since he was a kid. 

Dan followed Ed and looked over the town. In the short time that 
he'd lived there, he had come to love the quiet little town. It was a 
home that he had never known until he moved here. In a quiet 
voice, Dan said, "I love this town."

For a moment, it was as if Ed was talking out loud without 
realizing it. Dan's comment had echoed exactly what was going 
through his mind. He looked over at the young man and nodded his 
agreement.

Pointing to a young man getting into a car down the street, Dan 
said, "There's the Rodriguez boy. He's studying to be an electrical 
engineer.  He's a smart as a whip and will go far if given half a 
chance."

"How do you know him?" Ed asked out of curiosity.

"He came by the house one day and introduced himself. He was 
looking for a summer internship to get some job experience. I 
suggested he try where I work," answered Dan. "He now works 
down the hall from me and is doing real good work. He's a real 
nice kid."

"Did you help him get the job?" asked Ed.

"Not really. He got it on his own merits," answered Dan. All he'd 
done was bring home some applications and then hand-carried 
them over to employment along with his letter of recommendation. 
The rest had been up to the young man.

Ed smiled at the answer. His truth sense let him know that Dan had 
done a little more than encourage the boy to send in an application. 
After a quick glance at Dan, he turned his eyes back to his beloved 
little town. It was good to know that someone else shared his love 
for the town. 

"Wow, Maria and Jose really know how to send someone off in 
good style. I bet Rosa is going down to Maria's Cantina because 
she knows you have reservations there," commented Dan after 
seeing the kisses exchanged at the front door of the Ortiz house.

Catching part of the farewell kiss, Ed had to agree. It amazed him 
how passionate people remained, particularly when they were in 
relationships that had lasted for more than twenty years. It seemed 
like people here fell in love and stayed in love with greater 
commitment than people living anywhere else in the country. 

Watching Rosa walk down the street reminded Ed that they should 
be going downstairs. Putting a hand on Dan's shoulder, he said, 
"We better head out."

"Sure," replied Dan. He took a few steps and, with a large grin, 
asked, "By the way, who's my date tonight?"

"Claire," answered Ed with a chuckle. It was good to know that 
Dan was anxious to get started dating.

They joined up with the rest of the family and staff in front of the 
house. Rather than drive, they all chose to walk down to the 
restaurant. Claire and Walt were the last ones to leave the house. 
When the reached the end of the driveway, Ling watched them 
activate the security system that locked down the entire building. 
Bars to keep intruders out appeared that literally covered the doors 
and windows. Floodlights came on that covered the entire yard.

Impressed by what he saw, Ed hadn't realized they had installed 
such a system. Curious, he started to move towards the house, but 
Ling said, "Don't go any closer. You'll set off the alarms."

"When did you do this?" asked Ed.

"While you were away at the Druid College," answered Walt. 
Pocketing the control, he added, "We wanted to be able to lock up 
and leave on a moment's notice if you needed us."

"Ah," replied Ed not knowing how to respond. 

As was commonly the case for Ed, the walk down the street took 
more than a half an hour even though he could have covered the 
distance in five minutes. Their progress was frequently halted 
when neighbors came out to chat. The chats included all members 
of the Carter Clan and staff. The news about the engagement of 
Nathan and Mona had already spread through town. Everyone 
wanted to wish the young couple good luck. Ed was proud that his 
neighbors took such an interest in fortunes of others.

They reached Maria's Cantina a little after their reserved time. 
Rosa, knowing they would be late, greeted them at the door and led 
them to the large private dining room. He hadn't thought about the 
fact that they now had eight people working for them. With the six 
of the family, Mary Gold's child, spouses, and dates, there were 
sixteen in the party. Ed noticed that there were more than sixteen 
settings. He wondered who else would be showing up.  

The table had been set and five pitchers of iced tea were placed 
down the center of the table. There was also a pitcher of milk for 
Betsy and Lucy. Baskets of chips and bowls of salsa, both red and 
green, competed for space with the pitchers of beverages. There 
were small bowls of pickled vegetables, tortilla warmers, and 
plates with pats of butter filling in whatever space remained.  

Terry and Lynn, the employees of his consulting company, showed 
up while everyone was still milling around the room. Ed hadn't 
been aware they had been invited, but it made sense. As his 
personal aid, Nathan had done a lot of work with Terry. It was no 
different from the household staff.

Ed made his way to the head of the table squeezing past Mary 
while she was busy putting Lucy into a high chair. Betsy had taken 
the chair across the table from Lucy and was making funny faces 
causing the little girl to giggle. Ed smiled at the scene knowing that 
Betsy's energy would keep Lucy entertained and entertaining Lucy 
would keep Betsy busy. 

Sitting down, Ed grabbed a tortilla warmer and removed a hot corn 
tortilla from it. After slathering it with butter, he loaded it with 
pickled carrots. After dribbling some salsa on it, he folded over 
one end and then rolled it up. Gesturing with it, he called out to 
Rosa, "Even if everything else in this place was horrible, I'd come 
for this."

Shaking her head, Rosa knew that he was telling the truth. She 
glanced at Marguerite and the two shared a look of amusement. 
They watched as he took a bite. A look of ecstasy appeared on his 
face as he savored the conflicting flavors -- the corn sweetness of 
the tortillas, the creaminess of the butter, the sharp edge of the 
pickled carrots, and the spiciness of the salsa. 

Mona, staring at him in wonder, still had a hard time believing that 
food could have such an impact on a person. With a trace of awe in 
her voice, she said, "It's amazing when he does that."

Smiling at Mona, Rosa said, "You'll be lucky if one out of a 
thousand customers have that kind of experience as a result of your 
cooking. It's not because your food isn't good. It is just that most 
people don't take that little bit of time to savor it. Don't let it get 
you down when you go to Washington. Those customers who take 
the time to really taste your food will be the ones that make it all 
worthwhile."

Winking at her intern, Marguerite said, "I always found it best to 
ignore customers like Ed."

Ed sat back in his chair and said, "Mona, now that you're leaving 
us. I've got a few things to tell you. I know you think highly of her 
as a cook, but, sometimes, Marguerite doesn't quite know what 
she's doing in the kitchen. She has been known, on multiple 
occasions, to forget that the meat goes between two slices of bread 
and will serve some bread-like concoction sandwiched between 
two pork chops."

The two chefs were laughing as he went through his little speech. 
They'd both heard it many times in the past. Marguerite said, "It's 
called stuffed pork chops."

"She even gets creative in her denial of mistakes. The poor deluded 
woman, you just have to feel sorry for her," said Ed shaking his 
head sadly. 

Rosa laughed and said, "I'd make him eat his own cooking and see 
what he says then."

Shaking his head, Dan said, "You've never seen him cook when 
he's out on the trail. He eats well."

Surprised, Marguerite looked at Ed and said, "You know. I've 
never tasted anything Ed has cooked."

Not expecting Marguerite to agree, Ed said, "You know. I've never 
seen you on a horse. I'll tell you what, you ride a horse and I'll 
cook you dinner."

Grinning like the cat that swallowed the canary, Marguerite said, 
"Okay. Bring it on."

"Okay."

"You heard him everyone. I ride a horse and he's going to cook me 
a meal."

Based on the expression on Marguerite's face, Cathy was 
convinced that the chef would go through with it. She asked, 
"Marguerite, when would you like me to have a horse brought by 
the house?"

"How about next Saturday?"

"That shouldn't be a problem. Ed doesn't have an appointment that 
day," answered Cathy as she made a note in her ever-present 
notepad.

Rosa said, "You know. I'd like in on that."

"So would I," said Mary Gold.

Kelly remembered her first date with Ed when he had taken her out 
to the desert and cooked swordfish steaks for her. They'd been very 
good and she knew he would surprise everyone. Ling and Linda 
nodded to each other since they had both eaten Ed's cooking.  Ed 
said, "No problem. I'll cook enough for everyone who rides a horse 
that day."

The discussion was interrupted by the appearance of a young 
waitress. She had fine aristocratic features with long black hair that 
come down to her buttocks. With her body and flawless skin, she 
could have been a model. After glancing at her, Ed went back to 
munching on chips and salsa. 

In a purely business-like fashion, the waitress went from person to 
person getting their order until the only one left was Ed. Looking 
at him in awe, she finally sidled up beside Ed. Her confident 
façade cracked. In a nervous voice, she said, "Dr. Biggers, could I 
have your order?"

"Call me Ed," replied Ed automatically. He took a moment to 
examine the young woman and realized that she looked familiar. 
He wondered where he had met her before finding it difficult to 
believe that he wouldn't remember someone who looked like her. It 
came to him in a flash when he thought back to the past few 
Halloweens. She was the Sheriff's daughter, Julie. He said, "Hello, 
Julie. You're Juan Ortega's daughter, aren't you."

"Yes, I am. Daddy talks about you all the time," answered the 
young woman pleased that he recognized her. Ed was popular 
among the kids in town because of his haunted house. Her 
boyfriend practically worshiped the ground that Ed walked on 
although he wouldn't tell the reason why he felt that way. She 
didn't know that Ed had once helped a young boy come to grips 
with his fears by showing him how the haunted house worked.

"Wow, you're all grown up. I bet you drive the young men crazy," 
said Ed unable to believe his eyes. The gangly young girl he had 
last seen standing in line at the Haunted House had grown into a 
very attractive young woman.

One of the things her father said about Ed was that the old cowboy 
was a real charmer and she was to keep her distance from him. She 
wasn't quite sure she wanted to keep her distance from him. 
Blushing at the compliment, she replied, "Thank you."

"So what are you doing working in this dump?" asked Ed while 
giving a wink to Rosa. Rosa rolled her eyes at his characterization 
of the restaurant.

"Earning some money for college," answered Julie. 

"What are you majoring in?" he asked. It was the first question that 
he always asked when he heard someone was going into college. 
Of course, at the Druid College they weren't allowed to declare a 
major until after the first year of classes. He found it interesting 
that most college bound students knew what school they were 
going to attend, but not their major. Ed didn't think the school 
meant as much as the major. 

"Accounting," Julie answered surprised by his interest in her 
career. She knew it sounded strange, but she actually enjoyed 
working with numbers.

"Talk to Mary Gold when you have a chance. She knows a lot of 
firms in the area and might be able to identify a good place to 
intern over the summers," he suggested. He hoped she wasn't the 
kind of student who was thinking primarily about the money they 
could make as an accountant.

She couldn't believe that he would help her since he barely knew 
who she was. She thought that it might be because of her father, 
but she couldn't resist the idea that he might be interested in her. 
Heart beating rapidly, she said, "Thank you."

"Don't mention it. I'd like to see your dreams come true," Ed said 
while looking her in the eye. He hoped to find some indication of 
her desire, but all he caught was her blush.

Off balance by the direct attention, Julie tried to get the topic back 
to her job. Stuttering, she asked, "So what would you like for 
dinner?"

"I'll take the Enchilada Plate," answered Ed accepting the change 
in topic. Looking around the crowd, he added, "Don’t forget to 
include enough Sopaipillas for desert for everyone. Can't eat here 
without having Sopaipillas for desert."

The comment brought a smile to her face. Julie understood what he 
meant since she loved the Sopaipillas here. Her and her friends 
often came here to have them. That was how she had gotten her job 
here over the summer. Forgetting for a moment what she was 
doing, she said, "They are great, aren't they?"

"Yes, they are. They've got to be hot and fresh. I just love them 
filled with butter and honey. Even the process of fixing one to eat 
is fun. You open it up and peek into the hollow. Then you drop in a 
pat of butter and close it so that the butter can melt. You have to 
add enough honey in it so that it just drips down your chin when 
you bite into it. When some leaks out, you lick it up before it falls 
to the ground," Ed answered with his eyes closed. His voice had 
gotten a far away dreamy quality to it. He had pantomimed 
opening a sopaipillas and eating it. After licking his lips, he added, 
"All great pleasures in life are messy."

A shiver went through her body when the image of someone 
licking the honey off her chin flashed through her mind. It didn't 
help that the person doing the licking was Ed. He was just too 
handsome in an older man sort of way. Flustered at the thoughts 
she was having, she turned and fled to kitchen so that she could 
turn in the order. 

Watching the exchange with a smile, Rosa could see that the young 
woman had a crush on Ed and understood why the young woman 
had fled the room. She wasn't the only young woman in town who 
saw Ed as a major hunk. She said, "You better watch out Ed. Juan 
is liable to come over here and hunt you down."

Confused, Ed asked, "What did I do?"

"Half the young women in this town have a crush on you. You 
start talking about food and they start thinking about sex."

"They do? Why would they think about sex?" asked Ed totally 
confused by the two suggestions.

Rosa took a seat next to Ed and explained the facts of life to him. 
The fact that he was rich and powerful was a very powerful 
aphrodisiac. When you included that he was handsome, charming, 
and took a real interest in them, it was too much for even the most 
levelheaded young woman. She added that talking about food was 
adding fuel to the fire since his descriptions of eating were almost 
sexual in nature.

Shaking his head, Ed looked over at his wives. They were smiling. 
Kelly said, "Poor Ed. He just doesn't get it even after all these 
years of sweeping women off their feet."

"I'm old enough to be her grandfather," Ed said discounting the 
possibility that Julie would be interested in him. He poured a glass 
of tea and took a sip while thinking about what Rosa had 
suggested. While he thought about that, everyone else resumed his 
or her conversations. 

The meal was served and conversation came to an end as people 
ate their meal. There was, of course, that moment of silence while 
everyone watched Ed taste his food. The enchiladas were perfect. 
Ed ate his food with great enthusiasm. Marguerite watched with a 
wry grin. It wasn't often that she got to watch him enjoy the 
cooking of others. 

Everyone watched Ed when the Sopaipillas were served. It was 
like watching a religious event when he prepared his sopaipillas. 
Julie stayed to watch him eat it. It was the sexiest thing she had 
ever seen.  Rosa, after catching her eye, made a shooing motion 
that sent the young woman running back to the kitchen. 

The conversation resumed and grew in volume as people finished 
their desert. Once he was sure that everyone had finished eating, 
Ed cleared his throat as a precursor for getting everyone's attention. 
Nathan, beating him to the punch, stood while rapping a knife 
against his water glass. The ringing sound accomplished the 
desired purpose. Nathan said, "Mona and I would like to take this 
occasion to thank Ed Biggers for all he's done for us."

"No need," interjected Ed, much to the amusement of everyone 
around the table.

"Be quiet, Daddy," said Betsy in the same voice that everyone used 
when telling her to be still, provoking laughter from everyone in 
the room.

"There are some adventure stories that start with a young 
adventurer meeting an old wise man in strange circumstances that 
herald the beginning of a major change in life. The wise man 
senses something about the young man and sends him out on a 
variety of adventures to develop to his full potential. As a result of 
each adventure, the young man grows, ultimately becoming the 
hero of the story.

"Ed was the wise man in my story. He met me while I was in a 
hospital at the lowest point of my entire life. Rousing me out of my 
self-pity, he sent me on a variety of adventures. In each adventure, 
I learned more about myself. I went from being a single 
dimensional soldier to become a well-rounded human being. 

"These adventures were not easy. I can't even describe my time at 
the Druid College in terms that anyone would believe. I'd never 
imagined myself spending so much time worrying about things 
like haunted houses. 

"I'd like to thank Ed for allowing me to grow to a point where I 
could fall in love. While I've had my disagreements with him, I've 
come to understand that he knows more about love than any person 
I've ever met." 

When Nathan sat down, Mona stood. She was wearing her hair in a 
bun. She wore a reserved business suit that gave her a mature, 
almost matronly, appearance. A broach, a big old-fashioned thing, 
decorated her jacket. She looked older than her actual age. She 
said, "Nathan had just lost a leg when Ed found him. You might 
say that Nathan was damaged goods."

She paused and smiled down at Nathan. Her boyfriend winked at 
the unflattering characterization. She continued, "When I met Ed, I 
was damaged goods as well. While Nathan's injuries were easy to 
see, mine were hidden. 

"Other people would have thrown me out of the house when my 
problem manifested itself. Ed didn't. He gave me a safe refuge in 
which I could heal. There were times when I lost control, but I was 
in an environment in which the consequences were not disastrous. 
You have no idea how important that was to me. 

"I'll admit that Ed didn't heal me, but he did provide the 
environment. Marguerite provided occupational therapy. Nathan, 
who understood my problem better than I did, was the one who 
healed me.

"Nathan and I would like to thank you for taking in two broken 
people and helping them become whole. We owe you so much, 
that we don't know how to express it."

Mona sat down and held onto Nathan's hand. He covered her hand 
with his other hand in support. They looked to the head of the table 
to watch Ed's reaction. As though he was moving in slow motion, 
Ed stood and looked down at the table with a thoughtful 
expression. There was a long pause while he marshaled his 
thoughts. Finally, he said, "I'm sure that it wouldn't surprise you if 
I were to deny much of what you've said about me and my help. 
We'll accept that as a given."

Everyone laughed at his comment. Without exception, everyone 
had been expecting him to say that he had done nothing. Once the 
laugher died down, he continued, "Allow me to say one thing. You 
helped yourselves and deserve the credit for what you've 
accomplished. I know everyone here will agree with that 
statement.

"I'm very pleased to see you together. It is clear to me that the love 
bond between the two of you is very strong. I wish you well in 
your marriage. Congratulations."

Ed sat down unable to think of anything else to say. He'd planned 
on talking a little about meeting them, their first meeting, and then 
announcing his wedding present, but Nathan and Mona had 
surprised him. 

The others around the table were a little surprised by the brevity of 
his speech, but they all started giving the young couple their 
congratulations as if on cue. The evening wore on with 
conversation flowing easily as it does among people who have 
known each other for a long time. 

Returning home, Kelly went to the wall on which portraits of the 
family members were hung. She looked at the pictures of John and 
Beth and then over at the pictures of Leroy, Ling, and Linda. The 
marriage had evolved over time and she liked what it had become. 
She thought it would be even better with Dan and Claire joining it. 
The young couple would give the family a future.

The other wall contained pictures of the children arranged in the 
order in which they had been born. There would be a new picture 
joining it soon. Beth, Little John, Betsy, and William were 
amazing children. She hoped that Eddie would be amazing in his 
own way. 

Ed stepped up behind Kelly and put his arms around her. He asked, 
"What are you thinking about?"

"Our family," answered Kelly settling into his embrace with 
comfort.

"I know what you mean. All of this talk about adding Dan and 
Claire to the marriage has me thinking about where we started and 
where we are headed. It's kind of strange to think of myself as the 
old man of the family. You know, I'm old enough to be Claire's 
father," said Ed. 

"Yeah. I'm old enough to be her mother," Kelly said. The thought 
reminded her that her hair was starting to turn gray. She'd noticed 
wrinkles in the mirror. She took a breath and said, "In fifteen or 
twenty years, we'll be old enough to be the grandparents of the 
next members of the family."

The thought made Ed a little uneasy. He wondered what kind of 
twenty year old person would want to marry a seventy year old 
man. He gave voice to his thoughts. "Why would someone want to 
marry someone old enough to be their grandparent."

"I noticed that young Julie was quite taken with you," Kelly said. 
She'd watched the young woman squirm when Ed had eaten the 
Sopaipillas and knew what had flashed through her mind. The 
scene Ed had presented was remarkably similar to a man 
performing oral sex on a woman.

"Still not sure that I agree with that," Ed said. There was a slightly 
sour taste in his mouth as he said it and knew it meant he was lying 
to himself. To recover from the falsehood, he said, "I can 
understand young men falling for you. You're even more beautiful 
now than when we met."

"Have I told you lately how much I love you?" asked Kelly. She 
knew he was telling her the truth as he saw it and it touched her 
that after so much time he still found her beautiful.

Hugging her, Ed answered, "Every day, my love."

They stood together lost in their individual thoughts. Kelly was 
imagining the family propagating into the far future. Dan was a 
good example of the kind of man to include in the family. He had 
risked everything to save Betsy. Claire was a strong and capable 
woman who demanded to be respected for her strength. She hoped 
they continued to marry heroes and strong-will women.

Kelly said, "We are going to have to increase the number of shares 
in the family. The shares are valued so high that no one can afford 
to marry into the family unless they are a millionaire."

"You're right," Ed said. Each share had a value of close to a 
million dollars. There was no way that Dan or Claire could afford a 
single share. They'd have to increase the number of shares by an 
order of magnitude to make it affordable. That reminded him of 
just how wealthy he was. In a soft voice, he said, "When I was 
riding herd on cattle, I never imagined having so much money."

"It's a frightening responsibility, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is. I always figured I'd grow old and sit on the porch 
watching the world go by. Now, I keep hoping that I'll have a 
chance to watch the sunset on occasion."