is through work. Once Troy accepts the fact that you
love someone else and won't be marrying him, he'll
make substitutes for your love. I'll do what I can to
see he finds another girl he wants to marry." It hurt so much to hear him say those things that
I wanted to bay at the sun like a wolf did at the moon,
like Sarah had once done when her last baby died. In
my chest was a living pain. And beside me was the
man who had started everything. "What a detestable
person you are, Tony Tatterton! By God, if I knew it
wouldn't hurt Troy, I would tell him exactly what you
did to my mother! And he'd hate you! You would lose
the one person who is most valuable to you!" He threw me a pitiful look. "Please . . .
remember, you would destroy him. Troy lives on faith
and belief. He isn't like you or me, able to survive no
matter what the circumstances."
"Don't ever compare me to yourself again!" I
yelled.
He didn't respond, only reached for another
melon to slice.
"Promise, Heaven, promise to say nothing to
Jill about any of this."
I got up and stalked by Tony's chair without
promising anything.
"All right!" Tony yelled, abruptly out of
patience, jumping up and seizing my arm and
whipping me about so I saw his usually pleasant and
handsome face turned monstrous with anger. "Go
back to Troy! Go on! Destroy him! And when you're
done with him, run to Jill and destroy her! And when
you've finished off everyone in Farthy, run to your