Chapter 4

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Nate lay awake in bed staring at the ceiling watching lightning flash across its surface. His thoughts dwelt on Dana Rae. Too bad she wasn't' his type of girl. He went for girls with blue eyes and red hair. Nate found red heads sexy. He enjoyed their fiery nature and stubbornness. One redhead came to mind, Zihana MacEwan .

Zihana was a girl he'd gone to school with back in Scotland. They'd dated very briefly before Nate had his argument with his Grandfather. He'd broken up with Zihana by having his sister tell her he was leaving. It had been a harsh and callous thing to do and he regretted it.

Nate rolled over and tried to get to sleep. It was useless. A storm was brewing and Nate's mind wouldn't shut off. With an aggravated sigh, Nate tossed the covers aside and padded barefoot into the other bedroom. He picked up his bagpipes and walked into the living room.

The unique sound of the bagpipes filled his house as he began playing Scotland The Brave. His thoughts dwelt on his homeland and the girl he once loved. His music reflected his thoughts as he played songs about his home.

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