The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1939-05-29
Second
Best Love
BY LOUISE HOLMES


Always with Pinks car in sight,
Kay sped along through busy,
traffic filled streets. finally leav-
ing them behind for the winding
valley road.
Purple mountains on the left,
rolling vineyards on the right
For a hundred miles they went,
sometimes climbing, sometimes
sharply declining.
At last Pink's car veered off
to the left on an unpsved road
Right into the purple mountains
they twisted and turned. Again he
sweryed, this time into a narrow,
overgrown lane.
Slowly they went, with Kay
trailing their tracks, keeping
safe distance behind.
The road dropped and suddenly
blue lake, like a huge sapphire.
stretched at the left.
1t was breathtakingly beautiful.
Lost lake. Kay knew something
of Lost lake.
1t had been made 40 years ago
for irrigation purposes.
For some reason it had not
proved successful and the project
had been abandoned and forgot
ten.
Lake Remained
But the lake remained, mysteri.
ously supplied with water from
the purple hills.
At the north end of the lake a
few moving picture people had
built expensive hide-outs.
A well known artist had lived
there in an Italian villa for a few
years.
But the place was inaccessible,
a little too far from Hollywood.
Only few had ever heard Of
Lost lake and those few lived at
the north end.
Pink's car was heading steadily
southwark, the road was almost
obliterated in places.
Kay bumped along, the UNDER
brush swishing against her fem
ders.
At last she saw Pink's arm
rise and fall from the window and
she stopped in an open stretch be-
side the road.
Ran Ahead
Getting out she ran ahead and
peered through bushes at Larry's
new home, the prison he had chos-
en- for himself.
Although it was beautiful
spot, hills coming down to meet
the water, blue lake and bluer
sky. Kay was heartsick.
The house that Harry had pur-
chased because he was sorry for
a friend, was small and grimly
forbidding.
1t had deserted look, almost
an antagonistic look.
Gray stone, shattered windows,
lonely, quiet.
With the sound of Larry's sobs
still beating in her brain and in
her heart the thought of him
there alone, if she had allowed it,
made her family sick.
Kay Watches
For an hour or more she
watched the activities.
Saw Pink wrestle with the door
and shutters, saw him ease a
steel boat from the house. slide it
down the overgrown terrace where
1t landed with a splash in the
lake, saw him make it fast to a
broken, sagging dock.
He carried bags and boxes into
the house, carried mattresses out
and beat them in the sun.
All this time Larry sat on a
fallen pepper tree and stared out
across the lake.
At last Pink carried the mat
tresses back in the forbidding
house, talked with Larry a mo-
ment, then started his car.
Kay ran back to the road and
he stopped.
Its pretty bad, Miss Kay" he
told her gloomily. Il couldn't
leave him II 1t wasn't for you"
He looked at her, so small and
frightened.
Not frightened for herself, but
for Larry.
Suppose ne should be angry?
Suppose he refused to let her
stay?
Il dunno as can leave the two
of you he added.
Assures Him
IT'S all right" she assured him
nervously. Drive out Sunday if
you can"
Il will-I'll drive out Sunday"
Reluctantly he put his car in
gear.
Kay waited until his motor died
away beyond the hills
II was unesrthly still. suffocat-
ingly still. How dreadful it must
be for Larry.
Starting her car she drove down
the lane and into his dooryard.
Larry still sat on the fallen
tree. His head turned as he peered
at her.
Hello, Larry she called. maxi
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