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really want to talk about this right now,” Elliot said.
                  “Why not?” Jake asked. 
                  “It’s embarrassing,” Elliot said as he dropped his gaze.
                  Jake said, “Aw, c’mon.  It’s just me, Elliot.”
                  Elliot sighed.  “I never really dated much.  I went out with a couple of girls a few times, but that was it.  Plus, I wasn’t exactly all that attractive.  I was shy and awkward and that hasn’t changed much.”
                  Joe had come up behind Elliot while he was talking and heard his remark.  He put an arm around Elliot’s shoulder, which startled Elliot.  “Elliot, my friend, you gotta get rid of this poor image you have of yourself.”  Joe clapped him on the back and said, “Stand up.”
                  “What?”
                  “Stand up,” Joe repeated.
                  Elliot didn’t know what Joe was getting at, but did as he’d asked.  “Okay.  Now what?”
              Joe had to look up slightly to meet Elliot’s eyes.  “You’re tall.  Women like tall.”  Joe grasped Elliot’s arms.  “You see these?”
                  Elliot laughed.  “Yeah.  They’re called arms.”
                  “Yeah, but I’m talking about the muscles on your arms.  You’re not muscle-bound like Luke or Seth, but you’re strong.  Now, you’re also the fastest runner I know outside of the Lakota camp and I’d be willing to bet that even those boys can’t hold a candle to you,” Joe said.
                  “I don’t know about that,” Elliot said.
                  “I do.  I know speed when I see it.  I ought to, since I raise Thoroughbreds.  You’re smart, you’re successful, and you’ve got a big heart, Elliot,” Joe said.  “Ain’t no reason on God’s green earth that any woman out there wouldn’t want a piece of you.”
                  “I told him he oughta have Marcus put a mail-order-bride ad in for him,” Jake said.  “He just told me he’s bored and has too much time on his hands.”
                  “That’s a fine idea, Jake,” Joe said.  “You get married you won’t be bored and you’ll be fully occupied.”
                  “Maybe I just need a hobby,” Elliot said.
                  Joe scoffed at that thought.  “The only hobby you need is writing letters to the droves of women who are gonna answer your ad.  Talk to Marcus.”
                  As Joe left to go sing, Elliot thought about what Jake and Joe had said to him.  He drank his beer and listened to Joe sing and started to smile.  Maybe he would talk to Marcus after all.
     
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                  Betty Reynolds watched as her excitable friend Abby Porter ran into the parlor of the boarding house where they lived.  Betty smiled as Abby slapped the personal section of the newspaper down on her lap and pointed at the ad she’d circled. 
                  “Read that!” Abby said.
                  “All right.  Move your finger and I will,” Betty said with a laugh.
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                  “I haven’t read it yet,” Betty protested as she looked at Abby.
                  With her lively