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Chapter 1; Part
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Tamara looked at her watched again. 8:45. She
should return home. She could be bathed and ready for bed by
the time Warren called. She smiled. When she was ready for bed,
Lily would be ready for a night at trendy Panache. Their old
friend Natalie St. John was back in town and Lily wanted to
show her a good time. She'd invited Tamara along, but
Tamara declined, telling her she would be waiting for
Warren's call. "You're hopeless," Lily
teasted. "I might get married some day but I'll never
be as settled as you. Hovering around the phone at for a
husband?" Apprarently Lily thought hovering only
jusitfied in cases of handsome, unpredicable boyfriends.
The dog looked up at her expectantly. She's forgotten their
game. "Okay, Happy Face." Tamara bent and picked up a
stick. The dog shifted from paw to paw in anticipation. Tamara
threw the stick far into the trees. The dog shot after it.
Usually it returned in less than a minute with the stick, which
it dropped at her feet. This Tamara heard it barking. The
barking grew fainter. Obviously it had spotted a rabbit and was
giving it a chase. At least she hoped it was a rabbit. She
didn't want to be greeted by a dog reeking of skunk.
She stood on the road for a few minutes. Up ahead reared the
remains of the Saunders House built back in the early
nineteenth century when Port Ariel was called Winthrop. When
the senior Saunderses died, their beautiful daughter Ariel
became the loved of Captain Zebediah Winthrop, whose father
founded the town. Ariel was labeled a "scarlet women"
after she gave birth to Zebediah's son Thaddeus out of
wedlock. In his youth Zabediah had been forced to marry a
homely crab of a women named Mercy. While Zebediah sailed Lake
Erie, Mercy and her pious friends delighted in wreaking pretty
vengeances on Ariel and the baby, terrorizing the young mother.
Then, when Thaddeus was barely one year old, Captain
Winthrop's ships, the Mercy,
caught fire and foundered on the shore near Ariel's house.
Ariel had spotted the wreck from her widow's walk and
rushed to the rescue, single-handedly saving two injured
sailors and her beloved Zeb from drowning.
Mercy died shortly afterward, mostly from bitterness and
jealously and pure meanness, people claimed. She was barely in
the ground when Zebediah married Ariel. Most citizens had
forgiven her in light of her bravery and did not object when
Zebediah changed the name of the town in her honor. Together
they had two more children. Zeb died long before Ariel and she
had a large monument built to him in the town square. Although
she lived to be eighty, she never remarried.
As children Tamara and Lily were entranced by the story of
Ariel who had lived alone on the windy shore of Lake Erie,
tormented yet strong and loving. They thought she was
beautiful, wonderful, courageous, and all that a women should
be. They used to dress up and play for hours in the Saunders
house, taking turns at pretending to be Ariel. Sometimes
Natalie St. John played with them. Tamara had seen pictures of
Ariel and thought that with her long black hair and dark eyes,
Natalie made the best Ariel, but she never told Lily. Natalie
was the only one of their friends with whom they shared the
secret of the game. Natalie could always be trusted with a
secret.