Love is a very powerful gift.

The baby girls name is Angelique and is mispelled in the story often -this will soon be edited. Thank you for understanding the time consuming of editing this-soon it will be polished -this is a first

Love is a powerful gift. However to be deceived about what it is not is likened to death. Death of a dream so big and wonderful it crushes you from the inside out!  

She was near her mid twenties. Married at seventeen. Full of passion! In fact when her husband died, her mother in law told her, "You''ll be okay Smokey you have so much passion in love you will find someone else." Smokey did not feel that way at all. She was sure she did not want anyone else. She was sad about her lack of faith that could not resurrect her beloved and felt she had betrayed him. A co-worker asked her if she would be willing to go on a blind date with her future brother in law. He had a little spat with his fiance and wanted to stir her to jealousy. "It would be good for you, go out dancing and enjoy yourself. You need the time out and he is just wanting to get her to rethink her decision of breaking up with him. Find out if she really is serious. He saw you with me the other day and asked me, he said you were really foxy and she would surely be jealous if she saw you with him." Smokey did not want any trouble. Her co-worker assured her that her sister was not the type that would do anything. She would merely observe and think it over. Leave the dance. Get in touch with him later or find a way to talk to him, if she was still interested in the marriage. So Smokey agreed.

She was dressed by the finest tailor in town. She had her mother sit with her infant daughter. She went out to a dance. They sat at the table with a close couple, who was close friends with him and his gal. The dance begun. He courteously invited Smokey to dance. She had a rum and coke, at the table prior. She was relaxed. She had never drank in the years of her marriage. She was sensitive to the alcohol, even though it was only one glass. She had not even finished it.  The band played as he held her in his arms closely. "Woman," by John Lennon. The song her husband dedicated on the wcfr radio for her often. Especially just days before he died. She felt his presence with her. She was embraced in her memories of his love for her. 

His finance did not call him. Instead she retrieved a very young man to her age and made him jealous out of his mind. He kept dating Smokey until he let go and decided he wanted Smokey. He wanted to marry her and have her adopt the children she had while they were living together. They were not even his biologically, yet he was in love with her and he loved her children. Smokey was good to the children by all means yet she was not willing to marry him. He later found another woman and that woman became pregnant by him and he married her. He came back to Smokey three years  later. Grieved that he had lost her love. She however had her own love. Jesus Christ. She also had had another and was not with him anymore. She was sold out to Jesus. No human companion.

It was a cold winter evening in the Vermont. Her baby girl was two years old. She had ran out of milk. Her car was broken down.  She bundled up her baby girl and placed her on her hip and began walking into town. The baby was wearing a Santa Claus outfit made by her dear Grandmother. She looked like a little Claus child for sure, with her blond hair and blue eyes, her fair skin and tiny Rudolf nose, as they went along the country road to the main road. Smokey put her scarf over Angelique. She called her Angel. She  was her pride and joy and the greatest comfort a woman could know to have a child that was so beautiful and likened to her Swedish Father. Sebastian, was his name. A sweet ski nose, with long silky blond hair. So full of passion and love for

 Smokey he was, from his youth, and she for him too! They were best friends sister and brother relationship, 

as they were so close to each of their families of siblings. They were surely lovers in the making of the most 

intense possibilities, and the lovemaking could so easily go all night for them once they were finally married,

Nothing could perpetrate these two and nothing was too hard for them to get through as long as they had one 

another. Until he was convinced that he was not sain. His father had a serious mental illness, no doubt due to 

World War and the deceptive marriage he had with Sebastian's mother.  His mother had convinced him that 

he was bi polar like his dad, and he took his life. He had seen what his dad had done after all the medications.

He was fine before the medications, both Smokey and Sebastian knew that. The medications made him

like a zombi and then senseless. He was never the same. However he was present with Sebastian when 

he died. He suddenly seemed to awaken back to himself and begged Smokey not to see her beloved like that.

Smokey however could not allow herself not to check and see that it was him. However the medics got him

first and had his body covered up. One of the medics had gone to school with him. "It is Sebastian, Smokey."

She had assured Smokey. Sebastian had gone to the hospital and talked to the doctor the doctor insisted 

that he was playing a prank. Like when people would call and ask a grocery clerk if they had King Author

in a can. Then tell them to let him out. (A dog food brand). Smokey had been baffled at the doctors

behavior to think that Sebastian's was making up his symptoms of imagining ghosts. He had not slept

in days. That was when these nightmares came on. The doctor just insisted he was joking.

The next morning Smokey had returned to the hospital with his mother and they admitted him.

Smokey had gone home, after she settled him comfortably and checked in on him several times,

to see that he was resting. The last time he had his eyes closed. She stood outside the door of his room

and looked at him. "He was asleep, the sitter is calling the nurses station again, she thought as she 

overheard the nurse"Yes, I will tell her right away, it looks like she is on her way out." Smokey knew

she had to get home, she had never left her baby with anyone except once when her and Sebastian went

to "On Golden Pond," with Katherine Hepburn. The only date Sebastian and Smokey had gone on

sense the birth of Angelica.Then and only then she allowed her grandmother

to watch her baby girl. She knew she would be safe with her. Smokey grew up with her Grandmother

and knew her ways well. A most delicate woman and gentle with her.

.Smokey had reached the end of her country road with Angelica on her right hip. She snuggled her in the 

blanket she had over her shoulder. Directly across the road was a large country home, with candles in the

window. Something she had never felt came over her. She felt embraced with the Holy Spirit. She wondered

who lived there. She looked down the highway, leading to the tourist ski town. Ski Town USA was it's

nick name. Later to be referred to as Suds City. A huge bar came into town along with the dance hall

she had been taken on a date to when Angelica was an infant still. Smokey had been new to this town

sense  Angelica had turned two yrs old. She was still a baby..  A toddler but a baby non the less.

She was not a heavy child, she was very petite and easy to carry. Smokey glanced down the highway

and decided to stay on the same side of the road. She switched her onto her left hip. She would be

further from the highway, by being on that side. The emergency lane was clearly plowed, although

the snow was very deep. It was a bright white in the night and the moon was full, this made it

easier for Smokey to see her way into town. The highway as well had lights. It was a relief to 

be off the country road in that sense. However Smokey was not afraid. She was more afraid of not

having milk for her baby girl.

Sometime later three or four days,  she had returned again to the town, walking the same with her daughter. It was daytime, a

weekend. Saturday in fact. When she had arrived to the corner, where the highway met her, she could not

help but look across the road to that house. This time there were people in the yard, working on a car.

She wondered if they might know something about fixing her car.  She waited for the traffic as she

noticed that the older man had pointed her out by a glance and turned and spoke to the younger man.

She was not afraid. They seemed like a father and a couple of sons. She was correct. She made her

way over, There was a blond young man, the father had sparkling blue eyes, and the other son. He had

the deepest eyes she had ever seen. She greeted them all. The blond son said"You should not carry

her on your hip like that. It could misaligned your back. Smokey had no concerns of any such thing

and assured him she was fine. She had inquired if they did any back yard mechanics for others.

They said they would take a look at it. The father asked her to go into the house and warm up.

The deep blue eyed young man escorted her in. Made her comfortable at the kitchen table and introduced

her to his mother.

Smokey was pleased to have her car fixed. She had missed her Grandmother. She traveled there every

week a few times to enjoy her adult company and warm cozy home, and a real meal with someone. She

was a wonderful cook. It felt good to eat with her. They would watch a little television and she would

show her all the neat things she had been sewing and creating. Door stops and toilet paper covers with

dolls in the center, just a galore of inventions, and so well crafted. She had loved the Santa Claus

snow pants and jacket she had made Angelica. Although they wrote back and forth during  the

time Smokey had her car in need of repair, they had missed one another

. She too had gotten lonely and the gift of her craft making was a real god send. Not just for her

enjoyment of creating it all, but for those customers that purchased the lovely gifts, as well the 

extra income it gave her. Smokey went once a week to take her shopping, and they did this together.

They would hit the day old bread center and each sale item at each specific store. One day she had

been finished up before Smokey and told her she would meet her in the car. Smokey never locked her

car doors. No one did back then. A few moments later, Smokey went out to her car and did not see

her Grandmother. She looked around. Her grandmother thinking Smokey was looking for her car

popped her head out and called her, "Over here" she said. Oh dear, it was a car just like hers, a Buick,

same color and everything, but it was not hers! They laughed together.

Each weekend when Smokey had gone over to her grandmothers, she would tell her that someone

had called for her. Then the phone would ring while Smokey was there. "That must be him," Grandmother

said. He calls every weekend. A year went by and he continued to call. Asking her out for a date.

She would always decline. Thank you that is very kind of you, but no, I cannot go. She had given

the deep blue eyed boy her phone number when he had agreed to fix her car. She had told him that

she did not have a phone but often was out of town at her grandmothers. He had asked her for a phone

number when they had first met. It made no sense why she actually gave him her grandmother's number

but it was the only phone she came in contact with. She had only recently been widowed, perhaps

that was it, only two years, she may not of been thinking so clearly. 

The phone was ringing as Smokey walked into her Grandmother's home. It was so quaint there. She had a

large diaper bag this time. It had been a long time sense she had gone out. Her brother and sister in law

had invited her to go to a local dance in the town between where she lived and where her Grandmother

lived. It would not be a long trip. Grandmother had agreed to babysit. Her Grandmother had

answered the phone, covering the mouth piece of the wall phone, she spoke softly to Smokey.

"It 's that boy again, he called once before." she had a sparkle in her eyes, and a funny smirk.

Smokey took the phone. She explained that she was actually going out on a date. He had asked her

about the date, saying he was sorry he did not know that she was dating someone. She assured him

she was not. She had explained to him in earlier conversations that she had been widowed.

She did not date. Smokey went on to explain to him that she was going to the dance with her

brother and his wife, a local group they knew would be playing. He asked if she would mind if he 

met her there. This time she agreed. She knew her brother would mainly want to dance with his wife, of

course, although he often took her out and danced with her while his wife was working. Grandmother

would gladly babysit. They had a lot of fun together. He protected her from other guys that would

ask her to dance, telling them she was taken. She was just not ready for that and he knew it. Smokey's

brothers had grown up with Smokey's husband and they were all like  brothers. Besides it was only

shortly after that they  had lost one of three brothers. In fact, only five days after Sebastian.

To top that off twenty days later, there father died of a heart attack. More like a broken heart his sisters

said. All of Smokey's siblings, she had two sisters and two brothers now left, were broken hearted, but

all had to go on. Most had babies to take care of. They could not allow there sorrow to rule there

lives. This brother did not yet have children. He loved Angelica.  

They stood in the long line and finally made there way into the hall after showing there picture ID's. 

As soon as Smokey went in, she saw "Caspar" the boy with the deepest blue eyes. He greeted her.

She sat down beside him and introduced him to her sister in law and brother. They all shook hands.

Not long after he asked her if she would like to dance. Smokey got up on the floor walking ahead of him.

She turned around as the song, "I've been waiting for a girl like you, to come into my life," began. 

His eyes piercing hers. 

The two needless to say fell deeply in love. Caper loved white Russians, an alcohol drink he would

order when they went out. Every weekend nearly to a dance. Grandmother would gladly babysit but

often Caspers younger sister in high school would beg to. She loved Angelica. It was soon that Karley, 

was a regular mother's helper for Smokey and Angelique. TO BE CONTINUED!