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egend as they walked through the trees. The falling down old houses had been repaired, and in place of the derelict town they had left the day before was a pretty little tourist town with restaurants and gift shops. Each of the buildings had been renovated in a style that was very like what it would have been in
1873. And, as far as they could tell, an attempt had been made to
re-create Cole's dream town.
Hand in hand, she and Tarik walked into the town in silence, their eyes wide as they looked at all the things that had changed. The sign over what had once been a battered old building that only Cole could think of as a library said that it was now the Historical Society. The church had beautiful stained-glass windows in it, and the Jordan homestead was a museum. At the crossroads they could see three hotels that had been fabricated out of several buildings.
And everywhere there were tourists, mostly families with children, all of them shouting, "Come and see this. Look at this. Dad! You're not going to believe this,mbt shoes clearance!" "It's a museum town," Kady said in wonder, looking at a
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reproduction general store, and next to was it a gambling saloon with a man outside who was wearing a satin vest. "A fantasy museum," Tarik said in amusement, for this town
was as much a fantasy as Cole's town had been. There were no streets lined with brothels, no drunken miners staggering about, no streets that were deep in mud and horse manure.
"I wonder if they would know in there what happened to Cole's family," Kady said, looking toward the Historical Society building. "And I wonder what my financial situation is," Tarik said with such a frown that Kady laughed. "if the history of the Jordans has changed so much, you may no
longer be wealthy. Maybe you'll have to get a job like the rest of
us.
Tarik did not laugh. "I think I'll make a few calls. I'll meet you back here in an hour." With that he gave her a quick kiss and headed toward the first hotel.
Kady immediately went to the old library building, but when she
saw a sign that said there was a tour of the Jordan homestead every fifteen minutes, she went up the road toward the house.
When she met Tarik an hour later, she had much to tell him, that Cole had married a Miss Kathryn de Long, one of the greatest chefs of the nineteenth century, and she had put on a feast that was still talked about over a hundred years later.
As Kady sat down across from Tarik, at a table with a red and white checked cloth, she spread out the half a dozen booklets she had purchased about the Legend of today. "But these can wait," she said. "So tell me,cheap mbt shoes, are you still rich?"
He gave her a crooked grin. "We are doing quite well, thank you. What did you find out?" "I'd rather hear what you found out. What happened to Wendell?" "Uncle Hannibal still lives here. Seems he owns half the attractions and he's well liked by the people who work here. He has a son,mbt moja shoes, Luke, who is an attorney in Denver and handles all the legal work for Legend." Tarik leaned toward her. "But he h