“Over there in the Park.”
“And she went and married you—like that?”
“She was all alone—chucked out by a stepfather––”
She burst into a hard laugh. “Oh, you baby! You believed that? The kind of story that’s told by nine of the––”
BY THE TIME HE HAD FINISHED, HIS HEART WAS A LITTLE EASED AND SOME OF HER TENDERNESS BEGAN TO FLOW TOWARD HIM
He interrupted quickly. “Don’t call her anything, Barbe—I mean any kind of a bad name. She’s all right as far as that goes. There’s a kind that couldn’t take you in.”
“There’s no kind that couldn’t take you in!”