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"I don't know, Thatcher."
"That's just it." he pounced. "You don't know,
but you're still taking all this action. It might not be
too late for me to fix things for you. Should I? I was silent. All my life so far. I had always had
someone else-- my adoptive mother. Amou, Daddy--
decide the bigger things far me. Even my old college
boyfriend. Allan Simpson. tried to run my life and
was angry when I disagreed with him. Taking advice
and being a good listener was one thing, but making
up my mind for myself in the end was another. "No," I finally said, recalling the brightness in
my mother's eyes today when we talked about going
to the beauty salon together and getting back into the
main house, think we'll be all right."
"You're making a mistake. Willow. Maybe
you're taking on too much responsibility here.- "I don't think so." I said with more confidence.
"I'm no longer an outsider. Thatcher. This is my
family now and I've got to be a big part of what
happens and what doesn't. No." I continued.
convinced. "we're going ahead with everything, and I
will spend more time with Linden. I always felt
somewhat responsible for what he did to himself." "That's ridiculous."
"No. It's not I shouldn't have pretended to be
someone I wasn't. He was very vulnerable and he
trusted me. It was a form of betrayal that hurt him
deeply. I have to make up for that, and sending him
off to have someone else try to mend my fences is not
my style."
Thatcher smiled.
"You might become a very successful
psychologist or psychiatrist yet. -Willow. I wish I had
