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Oh no, no offense taken! I understand completely. Margaret speaks in both, but her dialogue is a little more complete and, well, blunt in this storyAmazing update about father and daughter!
When I first started to read the update, I have to admit that I got your two fanfics mixed up! I was like ... ... What's going on??? Margaret can suddenly talk??? And questioning whether Ray can cook??? Hmmm ... ... how much time has passed since Ray and Donna were making out in bed??? Then I realized my mistake!!! And of course, I had to roll my eyes at myself! ... Sorry, but I just had to share this with you! And please don't take this the wrong way! I absolutely love that I have two of your amazing fanfics to lighten up my days! And now I'll get started on my review!
June 30, 1998
Over the next few days, Ray tried to keep Margaret as busy as possible, in an effort to keep away from any further conversations about his feelings for Donna. He knew she would be returning soon enough, and he had already planned to pick her up from the airport.
After taking a morning ride, Ray and Margaret drove to the airport to meet Donna. Ray held Margaret’s hand as they walked through the terminal. Donna’s plane had arrived and everyone was coming off.
“Mama!” Donna heard her daughter and walked over to hug her.
“Hey, honey. How was your week?”
“It was great. Daddy even showed me how to put on my own saddle.”
“That’s great. I hope she wasn’t too much trouble for you, Ray.”
“She’s a little hellion, that one.” Margaret poked him and he looked down to see a perturbed look on her face. “I’m just kidding.” He put his arm around her. “She was great. Took to ranching like a natural. Actually, I told her she could quit school and spend every day with me.”
“Is that so? Well, I don’t think that’s the best idea. Maybe in a few years, but I’d like her to at least complete middle school.” She smiled at him, and Ray felt himself turn red.
Margaret interrupted their moment. “Can we go home now? I’m kind of hungry.”
Ray smiled at her. “Why don’t we stop somewhere on the way for lunch?”
Okay, but no McDonald’s. After all the cows I saw this week, I have no interest in hamburgers.”
Ray and Donna both laughed.
They pulled into the driveway after lunch. Donna couldn’t help but think of how happy she felt, and how great Ray and Margaret were together. They were on the porch and ready to go inside when they saw a limousine pull up in front of the house.
“Who’s that?” asked Donna. “Were you expecting anybody?”
Ray wondered to himself. “No, I’m just as in the dark as you. Could be anybody, I guess.”
The limo came to a stop, and the driver opened the rear door. Out stepped the Farlows, Ellie and Clayton, who had left Southfork 7 years earlier. Ray had just seen them about three months ago, but it had been a few years since Donna had seen them.
“Donna!” Miss Ellie came up and greeted her old friend.
“Miss Ellie? It’s great to see you. How have you been?”
“We’ve been fine. We have been spending most of our time in Maine, as I’m too old to travel all over the place. Of course, Clayton still thinks he’s thirty.”
“Now, Ellie. You’re only as old as you feel. It’s great to see you again, Donna.”
“Thanks, Clayton. It’s good to be back here. Margaret, come here and talk to your grandma and grandpa.”
“Hi,” Margaret said.
“Hello, Margaret,” replied Miss Ellie. “I haven’t seen you since you were about six. Do you remember me?”
“I think so. You brought me a toy cow with ‘Southfork’ branded on it.”
“I did. I’m glad you remembered.”
Clayton smiled. “Surely you remember me, young lady?”
“I do. You sang me a song or something.”
Clayton laughed. “I did do that, didn’t I?”
“How long are you going to be here?” Ray asked.
“A few weeks, I think,” replied Miss Ellie.
“How about a few months?” Clayton offered.
“Clayton Farlow, are you trying to spoil me?”
“Not at all. But this is your home, after all.”
“Yes, I suppose is it is.”
“Would you like to come inside and talk for awhile?” Donna asked.
“I would, but I think we’d better get home for now. We can always come back tomorrow for a chat.” She and Donna hugged. “It was wonderful to see you both. Come, Clayton.”
“Where are you going?” asked Margaret.
Miss Ellie smiled at her. “To Southfork. Would you like to come?”
“I’d love to. I’ve only seen it from the road, and I’d like to see the inside.”
“Okay then, you can come with us and stay for dinner…only if it’s okay with your parents, though.”
“Sure, that would be fine. It would give you a chance to spend some time together,” said Ray.
“Well, come on then, Ellie. Let’s leave these two alone.” They got into the limo and drove off toward Southfork. After they left, Donna looked around at Ray.
“Did you plan that?”
“Of course not. I had no idea they were coming. But I probably should’ve asked your permission before I let Margaret leave with Miss Ellie and Clayton.”
“Well, I don’t mind. She’s your daughter, too.”