The girl now had someone to take care of. She now fit right in. The old man tottered back to his chair and sat down dismissing them both from his thoughts.

He sat there and dozed off, his white hair making a halo around his face. The girl looked around the cluttered room then into the large kitchen. Mr. Stevenson followed her. There were dirty dishes all over.

She turned and said, "I will fix some tea for us and for Grandpa," and went to work washing three cups and saucers and carried it into the old man.

She told Mr. Stevenson, "You can leave whenever you are ready," and thanked him prettily for bringing her. She said, "I will be fine. I have something to do now and someone to take care of."

The old man did not even know she was moving in just taking it for granted she was there, she had the attorney just put all her thins in the front room saying, "I'll get the other bedroom cleared and move in there."

Therefore, Mr. Stevenson doubtfully left, giving the girl his address and telephone number in case she ever needed him. He had two hundred dollars of the money left from the estate so he gave it to the girl, he had been going to give it to the grandfather but changed his mind, all he knew was the girl seemed happy as he left, she had already opened windows on the bottom floor and was cleaning as he said goodbye.

Time went on, Bonnie and her grandfather were happy, each in their own way, it was sure the girl's coming postponed the coming postponed the coming death for the old man. She made sure he ate and he was now clean all the time.

She ordered him like a child when to go to bed at night instead of sleeping in his chair. At times he was really brilliant and knew who she was and at other times lived deep in the past calling her by his wife's name or some of his daughters, but both were content with their life.

Farther back than even their house, about ten more miles down the road, were the closest neighbors, a couple in their sixties. He went to town each Monday to a farmer's market, so Bonnie went with him the first day she arrived.

When she heard the car coming the next morning she ran out, he stopped shocked to see her. He had been the one to check the cupboard and bring food to the old man, so time went on and Bonnie was happy with her life and she set herself a time chart: up early, eat, feed Grandpa, clean house, and then she would leave and go down on the white beach.

She swam and sunned, she tanned as dark as a walnut. She tried to get Gramps out on the beach, but he wanted to be left alone to his memories, so she didn't worry about him. He sure didn't worry about her. So again, time went on.

Bonnie was now sixteen and a beautiful young woman.

Deep in the waters of the Loch, unknown to Bonnie she had an admire. He would come close to the white sand watching her every move while she was on the beach. When Bonnie was swimming he got as close as he could.

He had been watching this girl for a year with a brain inside-love for this two legged female, he wanted her for his own but knew in the body he was in there was no chance.

A few times, he swam close to her in the warm waters. Bonnie would see a dark form below her and beat a hasty retreat to the beach. So now he was careful that she would not see him.