of a blossoming relationship here and a warm feeling went all through her.  Her face felt hot suddenly, and as he grinned at her, she excused herself to gather her books and make her way home.

     Dessie almost ran home across the vast prairie grasses, slightly only aware of the wildflowers she almost stepped on, dodging them.  She held the hand that had held hers, and all she could think about was how he had asked for her escort to the social.  It wasn’t like proposing marriage or anything, but after working side by side for four years, and yearning for him to see her in a grown up way, it appeared he finally had come around and was seeing her for the young woman she now was.  He had looked at her like a lovesick schoolboy instead of an adult man of thirtysomethi...

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