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“Wow!”
Park said, and took his pencil out of his mouth so he wouldn't swallow it. “Excuse me,” he said. “What
can I do for you?”
“Mr. Parker O'Donnel?” she asked.

“Yep,” said Park. She had blue eyes and blond hair and the kind of skin you didn't think really existed.

The young woman handed him a card.
“Miss Martha Colby, Attorney at Law,” said the young woman, repeating what the card said.

She was also, according to what the card said, from Boise, Idaho.

“I am,” said Park sincerely, “pleased to meet you. In fact, I know I am going to consider it one of the
high points in my life, like the time I had the mumps and the time a bronc stepped on me.”

If the young woman appreciated the compliment, she did not show it. She seemed to be too serious for
such a pretty girl.

“You are Mr. Parker O'Donnel?” she asked.

“Yes, I agreed to that once already,” Park said.

“And this,” said Attorney Martha Colby, “is your birthday.”

“It is.”

“Your twenty-fifth birthday?”

“Right again.”

“And your father was named, or called, Sandy O'Donnel?” asked the girl lawyer.

“That information is correct.”

The young woman sighed. She examined Park with what seemed to be some considerable doubt and
perhaps some apprehension.

“I am your new legal guardian,” she said.



“THAT'S fine,” Park said fatuously. Then he blinked. “Wait a minute, gorgeous. What do you mean,
guardian?”

“Guardian,” said the girl. “The legal term guardian. You know what it means as well as I do.”

Park felt distinctly foolish.

“You mean,” he said, “you look after me?”