I proved today how small the world is. Or maybe I only proved how small the circles I run in it are.

Heartbreak is a funny thing. It already takes you out of your comfort zone so that you’re sometimes willing to go even further into the unknown, to try something different, perhaps a little dangerous. Dangerous, at least, to a naive, sheltered young woman.

My name is Deborah Lane. I am a widow, I live on my farm. My mother Areta also lives with me.