It was a long night, and the wind howled like a wolf in a trap chewing off his own paw. He tried to sleep but the words kept haunting him. "I will avenge your death Lily" it pounded in his broken heart. He knew he could not hide forever.1
That morning Mace packed his horse up, gather Lily's picture and her beautiful silk shaw. It still smelled of her, and the last time they had made love about eighteen months ago. It took him about 2 hours to get down thw mountain and another hour to reach town.2
It had been over three months since he had come down to check his mail. People never even noticed him. He liked it that way.3
This time he had a letter form a lady that wore same fragrance as his dearly beloved Lily. 4
He open it, and read........ May 10, 18995
Dear Mr. Mace6
I too miss my sister Lily, and I want to know who's responsible for her death. So am coming there to help you find out who it was. My name is Poppy McCloud and I have been trained in the skills of investigating cases like this.77
Will join you in Texas shortly.......8
Miss. Poppy McCloud9
Well weeks passed, and the train pulled in about every two weeks. Mace watched for her sister. He saw two ladies from a distance and when the second one turned around he almost fell off his boots. It was Lily! It had to be her. he ran to the bar...later thats where Poppy found him.10
Mace was drunk ranting about Lily, she thought he was the crazy killer, until he cried out in tears. 11
"Why did he take you away from me Lily? I will kill the S.O.B." Thats when she sobers him up and get some answers.12
"Who is this man Mr. Mace that you are ranting about?" asked Poppy. 13
"He's her ex-husband...she was suppose to married me. Lily don't you remember? I loved you! but your father took you away from me" said Mace. Poppy took all of this information in. She knew that Trace was no good now if he killed her sister. Now how could she get a confession out of the low life snake in the grass.14
"Mr. Mace I'm not Lily; she's my sister, I'm Poppy the youngest twin. Mother named us after her two favorite flowers. Now get yourself sober so you can help me." Poppy waved at the batender to help her get him up to his room. He slept until the wee hours of the morning.15
Thats when he told her about there love for the rain and the gazbo. There dreams of a family, and long life.....16
So her journal is all true, "she loved you?" asked Poppy17
Mr.Mace when you are sober, in your right mind we have a lot of work to do. I will have to get that low life ex-husband of Lily's to confess with the sheriff there to hear him. He looked up.....saying "Not before I beat him to death." 18
The next morning Mace had a look at Lily's journal, he cried. Tears of pain, for he then19
knew she had always been his. Always loved him. He read and he recalled the gazebo, the rain, and his jacket.20
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