William Bryan followed Charlee Ford's words and looked where she pointed, with a narrow light in her eyes.

"You know you used to play the piano in the house when you were a kid." He said, looking her up and down, laughing again, laughing and teasing, "It's not like now."

"What's the matter now? William Bryan, don't you dislike me?" Charlee Ford leaned over him and tried to pull him and said, "You make it clear to me."

"Stop it." His eyes are filled with a smile, and he ...