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<blockquote data-quote="Ray&amp;Donna" data-source="post: 94551" data-attributes="member: 42"><p>July 20, 1998</p><p></p><p>As Ray drove over to Donna’s house that morning, he thought long and hard about a lot of things. He knew that he was ready to be with Donna again, and ready to be a family, consequences be damned. He just wanted to know that she felt the same way.</p><p></p><p>At the same time, Donna was sitting and pondering her own feelings. She knew that she loved Ray—she just wasn’t sure if she wanted to be married again. She thought it was silly to feel this way—if two people love each other, they should be together, right? She was still trying to sort it all our when she heard Ray arrive.</p><p></p><p>He knocked on the back door, and Donna got up from the table to let him in.</p><p>“Good morning, Donna.”</p><p></p><p>“Good morning Ray.” He removed his hat as he stepped inside, and she stopped to give him a friendly peck on the cheek. Not exactly what he hoped for after their last kiss, but he wouldn’t force anything on her again.</p><p></p><p>“Where’s Margaret?”</p><p></p><p>“Just finishing getting ready upstairs. She should be down in a minute. Miss Ellie said she could eat at Southfork, so I didn’t take the time to fix breakfast. Would you like a cup of coffee or something?”</p><p></p><p></p><p>He smiled at her. “No, I’m fine. Thanks, though.”</p><p></p><p>“You’re welcome.”</p><p></p><p>She smiled at him nervously. She was about to say something when Margaret appeared in the doorway. “I’m ready to go,” she stated.</p><p></p><p>She walked over to Ray and he put his arm around her. “Okay then,” he said, “Let’s go.” </p><p></p><p>A while later Margaret was dropped off with Miss Ellie, and Ray and Donna headed to Fort Worth. With the windows rolled down and Donna’s hair blowing in the wind, Ray had more trouble watching the road than usual. She could see him glancing over from the corner of her eye, and she smiled to herself.</p><p></p><p>“You know, I can’t really remember the last time I went to one of these auctions.”</p><p></p><p>“What?” She had caught Ray off guard. “Oh, I don’t know. Probably about fifteen years or so. It hasn’t been quite that long for me.”</p><p></p><p>“Doesn’t seem like it. Well, I guess it can’t be that much different, can it?”</p><p></p><p>“Not really.” Ray laughed. “But there’s a lot more cell phones now.” </p><p></p><p>“You mean that doesn’t scare the cattle?”</p><p></p><p>“Heck no—besides, they can’t hear them. It’s noisier than ever.”</p><p></p><p>“Noise or not, it’s nice to be going back. I used to love going to these things.” </p><p></p><p>“Politics and cows—that’s a nice range of interests you have there, Donna.”</p><p></p><p>“Well, those aren’t the only things I’m interested in, but they do make for good conversation.”</p><p></p><p>Ray laughed. “You know, Margaret really wanted to come today. I think she’ll be hurt if you don’t bring her back something from Fort Worth.” </p><p></p><p>Donna smiled at him. “What do you think she’d rather have—a bull, or a calf?” </p><p></p><p>Ray laughed again. “Neither, but you know how it is. I’m sure she’d like anything you find.”</p><p></p><p>Donna smiled at him. “Truth be told, I’m glad it’s just us. It gives us a chance to talk about things.”</p><p></p><p>Ray was silent for a minute. “What kinds of things?”</p><p></p><p>“Like us.”</p><p></p><p>“Is there an ‘us’?”</p><p></p><p>“Right now, I’m not sure. I just know that I’m confused about how I feel. I mean, I think I know how I feel, but I’m not sure, if that makes any sense. What about you? Do you feel the same way?”</p><p></p><p>Ray paused for a moment. “Well, not exactly.”</p><p></p><p>Donna felt a pang of disappointment. “Oh,” she replied.</p><p></p><p>Ray heard the sadness in her voice, and knew he needed to clarify his words. “It’s not like that. I mean, I’m not confused. I know how I feel about you. There’s no confusion for me.”</p><p></p><p>Donna looked out the window and smiled. “I think I understand that.”</p><p></p><p>“Good,” Ray said, “Because we’re here.”</p><p></p><p><em> Cattle Auction</em></p><p></p><p>They walked down the streets of old Fort Worth, laughing and reminiscing about days gone by. After lunch, it was finally time for them to go into the auction. They sat for awhile, making small-talk and taking in the surroundings. </p><p></p><p>“I can’t believe it—it’s the same as I remember it. I thought for sure that something might’ve changed.”</p><p></p><p>“Nope,” Ray replied. “Still bunch of cows and cowpokes, just like it always was.” </p><p></p><p>“I’m really glad I came.”</p><p></p><p>“I’m glad, too.”</p><p></p><p>She looked over at him, and noticed the shine in his eyes—something she hadn’t seen in years. In that instant, she knew exactly how she felt. There was no confusion, no worry, no hedging.</p><p></p><p>Now in complete control of her feelings, Donna reached over and grabbed Ray’s hand. He looked at her, and all he could do was hold her hand back. </p><p>“Do you still love me?” Ray asked.</p><p></p><p>“I never stopped. Even that day that I told you I wanted a divorce, I still loved you.”</p><p></p><p>“Really?”</p><p></p><p>“Really.”</p><p></p><p>“It’s the same for me. I never wanted you to go, but I was too stupid to come after you. Then the day I married Jenna, all I could think about was you. She never appreciated me the way you did. I would’ve given up everything just to go back to the way things were, for us to be together.”</p><p></p><p>They kissed again, but it wasn’t like the last time. This time there was a renewed passion, one that didn’t need words. Donna felt like her face was going to light on fire as they embraced and Ray ran his hand through her hair.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ray&Donna, post: 94551, member: 42"] July 20, 1998 As Ray drove over to Donna’s house that morning, he thought long and hard about a lot of things. He knew that he was ready to be with Donna again, and ready to be a family, consequences be damned. He just wanted to know that she felt the same way. At the same time, Donna was sitting and pondering her own feelings. She knew that she loved Ray—she just wasn’t sure if she wanted to be married again. She thought it was silly to feel this way—if two people love each other, they should be together, right? She was still trying to sort it all our when she heard Ray arrive. He knocked on the back door, and Donna got up from the table to let him in. “Good morning, Donna.” “Good morning Ray.” He removed his hat as he stepped inside, and she stopped to give him a friendly peck on the cheek. Not exactly what he hoped for after their last kiss, but he wouldn’t force anything on her again. “Where’s Margaret?” “Just finishing getting ready upstairs. She should be down in a minute. Miss Ellie said she could eat at Southfork, so I didn’t take the time to fix breakfast. Would you like a cup of coffee or something?” He smiled at her. “No, I’m fine. Thanks, though.” “You’re welcome.” She smiled at him nervously. She was about to say something when Margaret appeared in the doorway. “I’m ready to go,” she stated. She walked over to Ray and he put his arm around her. “Okay then,” he said, “Let’s go.” A while later Margaret was dropped off with Miss Ellie, and Ray and Donna headed to Fort Worth. With the windows rolled down and Donna’s hair blowing in the wind, Ray had more trouble watching the road than usual. She could see him glancing over from the corner of her eye, and she smiled to herself. “You know, I can’t really remember the last time I went to one of these auctions.” “What?” She had caught Ray off guard. “Oh, I don’t know. Probably about fifteen years or so. It hasn’t been quite that long for me.” “Doesn’t seem like it. Well, I guess it can’t be that much different, can it?” “Not really.” Ray laughed. “But there’s a lot more cell phones now.” “You mean that doesn’t scare the cattle?” “Heck no—besides, they can’t hear them. It’s noisier than ever.” “Noise or not, it’s nice to be going back. I used to love going to these things.” “Politics and cows—that’s a nice range of interests you have there, Donna.” “Well, those aren’t the only things I’m interested in, but they do make for good conversation.” Ray laughed. “You know, Margaret really wanted to come today. I think she’ll be hurt if you don’t bring her back something from Fort Worth.” Donna smiled at him. “What do you think she’d rather have—a bull, or a calf?” Ray laughed again. “Neither, but you know how it is. I’m sure she’d like anything you find.” Donna smiled at him. “Truth be told, I’m glad it’s just us. It gives us a chance to talk about things.” Ray was silent for a minute. “What kinds of things?” “Like us.” “Is there an ‘us’?” “Right now, I’m not sure. I just know that I’m confused about how I feel. I mean, I think I know how I feel, but I’m not sure, if that makes any sense. What about you? Do you feel the same way?” Ray paused for a moment. “Well, not exactly.” Donna felt a pang of disappointment. “Oh,” she replied. Ray heard the sadness in her voice, and knew he needed to clarify his words. “It’s not like that. I mean, I’m not confused. I know how I feel about you. There’s no confusion for me.” Donna looked out the window and smiled. “I think I understand that.” “Good,” Ray said, “Because we’re here.” [I] Cattle Auction[/I] They walked down the streets of old Fort Worth, laughing and reminiscing about days gone by. After lunch, it was finally time for them to go into the auction. They sat for awhile, making small-talk and taking in the surroundings. “I can’t believe it—it’s the same as I remember it. I thought for sure that something might’ve changed.” “Nope,” Ray replied. “Still bunch of cows and cowpokes, just like it always was.” “I’m really glad I came.” “I’m glad, too.” She looked over at him, and noticed the shine in his eyes—something she hadn’t seen in years. In that instant, she knew exactly how she felt. There was no confusion, no worry, no hedging. Now in complete control of her feelings, Donna reached over and grabbed Ray’s hand. He looked at her, and all he could do was hold her hand back. “Do you still love me?” Ray asked. “I never stopped. Even that day that I told you I wanted a divorce, I still loved you.” “Really?” “Really.” “It’s the same for me. I never wanted you to go, but I was too stupid to come after you. Then the day I married Jenna, all I could think about was you. She never appreciated me the way you did. I would’ve given up everything just to go back to the way things were, for us to be together.” They kissed again, but it wasn’t like the last time. This time there was a renewed passion, one that didn’t need words. Donna felt like her face was going to light on fire as they embraced and Ray ran his hand through her hair. [/QUOTE]
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