The Douglas Farm

Oliver sat on the couch in the living room, dressed in his best tuxedo. It was finally Friday, the day of the ball, and the day that he had been looking forward to for two weeks. He could hardly contain his excitement. Oliver couldn't wait until he was able to walk into that ball room with his wife on his arms.

"Lisa!" he called. "Are you almost ready?"

"Almost dahling!" Lisa called back from the bedroom.

Oliver got up out of the couch and began pacing around the living room anxiously. Suddenly heard his wife's voice behind him.

"All right, dahling. I'm ready to go."

Oliver turned around to face his wife and froze in awe. The very sight of Lisa took his breath away. She was dressed in a light blue, strapless evening gown with simple patterns made out of diamonds that sparkled whenever she moved. She had matching gloves that extending past her elbows and a sheer matching shawl that wrapped around her arms. Her blonde hair was piled elegantly atop her head and there was a small diamond tiara embedded in her curls. Oliver had never her seen any woman look more beautiful then his wife did right now.

"Oh, Olivah, you look so handsome! How do I look?" Lisa said. Oliver couldn't believe she even had to ask.

"Lisa," Oliver paused, trying to find the right words to express how beautiful she looked, "you look breathtaking."

"Thank you, dahling. Are you ready to go?" Lisa asked.

"Uh, yes. Yes, let's go!" Oliver said distractedly, still amazed at how wonderful she looked. Together they walked outside to the car. Oliver opened the car door for Lisa and helped her get in. He closed her door and ran over to his side, got into the car, and started it up.

"Oh dahling, could you please put the top up before ve go. I don't vant to ruin my hair." Lisa said.

"Of course." Oliver said, as he pushed the button. The top automatically came up and they were off. As they drove toward the civic center, Oliver's excitement doubled. He couldn't wait to see the look on everyone's face when he walked in with the most beautiful woman in the world on his arm.

The New Hooterville Civic Center

Oliver and Lisa pulled up to the front of the civic center after everyone else had already arrived. Oliver hopped out of the car and ran around to the other side to open the door for Lisa. She got out and waited for Oliver to lock up the car.

"Olivah, I can't vait for you to see the civic center! It looks so beautiful vith all the decorations!"

"I'm sure it does." Oliver responded. He offered her his arm, which Lisa gladly took, and escorted her into the building. They walked in and went down the flight of stairs that led to the ball. As they descended down the grand staircase, Oliver could feel the eyes of everyone in the room on him and his wife. He smiled to himself with pride and looked around the room.

Everyone from Hooterville seemed to be there, all dressed in their very best. The men wore their best tuxedos and the women wore ball gowns, most of them borrowed from Lisa. There were black and dark blue balloons all around, beautiful plants at every corner of the room, and elegant round tables placed strategically around the room. The band was playing soft jazz music and there were waiters walking around offering punch and hourderves. To Oliver's relief, everything looked perfect.

The Douglas's finally reached the floor and began walking around, greeting their friends. They came up to a small group of familiar people, consisting of Mr. Drucker, Mr. Haney, Mr. Ziffel and Mr. Kimball.

"Good evening, all." Oliver greeted.

"Hello Mr. Douglas." Mr. Drucker responded. "Mrs. Douglas, I must say, you look very beautiful tonight." Mr. Drucker paused when he realized what he said. "Not that you don't look beautiful all the time, it's just that tonight, you, uh…"

Lisa smiled. "I know vhat you mean, Mr. Drucker, and I thank you for the compliment. You look very handsome yourself, you all do."

The men suddenly became shy and mumbled their thank yous. Lisa looked around and spotted the ladies standing at the other end of the room.

"Excuse me, gentlemen, but I think I vill go and join the ladies. Is that all right Olivah?" Lisa asked.

"Of course, honey. We'll dance later." Oliver said. Lisa smiled, said good-bye to the men, and left to join the women.

The men watched her walk away, and then turned their attention to Oliver. "Golly, Mr. Douglas, she sure does look beautiful tonight." Mr. Haney said.

"Yeah," Mr. Kimball said. "Who is she?"

"Oh, for the love of…" Oliver said. "That's my wife!"

"Oh! Who are you?" Mr. Kimball asked with a baffled look on his face.

"Hank, will you…oh, never mind!" Mr. Drucker said, getting frustrated. "I bet every man in the room wishes he could be you tonight." he said, turning his attention back to Oliver.

"I know I do!" Mr. Ziffel replied. "I wish my wife could look like that, even for one night."

"Well, I'm sure my wife would appreciate your compliments." Oliver replied. "Now if you'd excuse me, I think I'll go get a drink." Oliver walked away; pleased at the compliments his wife was receiving.

Two hours later…

Oliver had been walking around the room chatting with his friends and dancing with his wife for a while now, and was having a wonderful time. Every person he talked with, man or woman, complimented his wife and how beautiful she looked. It seemed that every woman wanted to be her and every man wanted to be with her. Oliver was so happy for her; he knew his wife must be having a wonderful time as well.

Oliver walked over to his wife, who was talking to Mr. Drucker, and put his arm around her waist. They greeted him and they all began holding a conversation. Suddenly, someone called Lisa's name.

"Mrs. Douglas, can I talk to you?" Ralph asked.

"Of course. Vould you gentlemen excuse me?" Oliver and Mr. Drucker nodded and Lisa walked over to Ralph to talk to her.

"Oh, Mr. Douglas, I wanted you to meet someone. Joseph!" Mr. Drucker called. A handsome man about Oliver's age appeared. "Mr. Drucker, this is Joseph Gallagher. He just moved here."

"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Gallagher." Oliver said as he shook his hand.

"Please, call me Joseph." he said politely.

"All right, as long as you call me Oliver. So what brings you to our humble town?" Oliver inquired.

"Well, my love for farming I guess. I wanted to get as far away from the city as I possibly could and become a simple farm hand, living the simple life." Joseph said.

"Oh, so you're a farm hand." Oliver said.

"Yes or at least I will be as soon as I can find a farmer willing to hire me."

"Where are you staying in the meantime?" Oliver asked.

"Mr. Drucker has been kind enough to take me in." Joseph said appreciatively.

"Oh, it was nothing!" Mr. Drucker said.

"Have you met everyone around here?" Oliver asked.

"Everyone except that ravishing beauty over there." Joseph said, pointing to Lisa. "I haven't had the pleasure of meeting her yet."

"Oh, that's my wife." Oliver said. "I'll get her and introduce her to you." Oliver walked away and returned with Lisa.

"Joseph Gallagher, this is my wife, Lisa." Oliver said.

"I'm delighted to meet you, Mr. Gallagher." Lisa said, offering her hand. Joseph took it and kissed it lightly.

"The delight is all mine, Mrs. Douglas." Joseph replied.

"My, you certainly are charming." Lisa said.

"Lisa, Joseph just moved here and is planning on becoming a farm hand. He's staying with Mr. Drucker in the meantime." Oliver said, catching her up.

"Is that so, Mr. Gallagher?" Lisa asked.

"Yes it is, and please, call me Joseph." he replied.

"All right, if you call me Lisa." she replied.

"Well, Lisa, if you don't mind me saying, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." Joseph said.

"Oh, you're to kind, Joseph." Lisa said smiling.

"Oliver, would you mind if I ask your lovely wife for a dance?" Joseph asked Oliver.

"Not at all." Oliver said.

"Lisa, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?" Joseph asked.

"I vould love to." Lisa said. Joseph escorted her to the dance floor and they began dancing and talking.

"Well, Mr. Douglas, you're wife certainly is the belle of the ball." Mr. Drucker said.

"She sure is." Oliver replied as he watched Joseph and his wife dance and talk and laugh. Suddenly, he got an idea. "Mr. Drucker, does the band take requests?"

Ten minutes later…

Lisa and Joseph had finished dancing and were now sitting and talking at one of the tables. Suddenly, Lisa heard her husband's voice on the microphone the band had been using.

"Excuse me, everyone. I would like to dedicate this next song to my wife Lisa, whom I love very, very much." Everyone clapped and turned to Lisa, who got up from where she was sitting and walked toward Oliver. Oliver stepped off stage and made his way to Lisa. The band began to play, "The Way You Look Tonight", by Frank Sinatra.

"Oh Oliver, vhat a sweet, vonderful surprise!" Lisa said once they met in the middle of the dance floor.

"Lisa, may I have this dance?" Oliver asked.

Lisa smiled, put her left arm on his shoulder and took his left hand in her right hand. Oliver put his arm around Lisa's waist and pulled her closer to him. They began swaying along to the song. Soon, other couples began to join in.

Some day, when I'm awfully low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight.

Oliver couldn't remember the last time he was so happy. He was dancing in the arms of the woman he loved, just like he had wanted. He looked into her eyes and smiled, which she returned.

"Lisa, there is no other place I'd rather be tonight then right here with you."

"I know how you feel." Lisa responded.

You're lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft,
There is nothing for me but to love you,
And the way you look tonight.

"You know, before you're accident, I thought I had all the time in the world to make time to spend with you. But now, I know our time together is special, and I promise I will remember that from now on. I will never again take you for granted."

With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fears apart
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
Touches my foolish heart.

Lisa smiled. "You know vhat brought me back, Olivah?"

"What?" Oliver asked.

"The sound of your voice."

"You mean, you could here me when I talked to you."

"Vell, not exactly. I couldn't hear vhat you vere saying, but I could hear your voice. I couldn't stand the thought of never seeing you again, so I followed the sound of your voice and found my way back to you. I couldn't have done it vithout you."

"Well, I couldn't have gone on without you. Lisa, I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you. Promise me you will never do that to me again!"

"I promise, dahling." Lisa said smiling.

Yes you're lovely, never, ever change
Keep that breathless charm.

Won't you please arrange it?
'Cause I love you
Just the way you look tonight.

"So, Olivah, do you love me?" Lisa asked teasingly.

Oliver nearly melted at that smile. He looked into her dark brown eyes, his heart overflowing with emotion, and tried to think of the perfect words to express how strongly he felt about her.

"My whole life, I've never loved anyone else." Oliver said sweetly. Lisa smiled and tears welled up in her eyes. "Neither have I." she responded. Oliver bent towards her and they shared a long, sweet kiss. Lisa then leaned her head on Oliver's shoulder and continued to sway along to the music.

Oliver continued to hold Lisa tightly, hoping this moment would never end. He was right where he wanted to be, where he needed to be. As he swayed along with his wife in his arms and her head close to his heart, Oliver realized that the most precious things in life are not the things you make for yourself, but the things that God was gracious enough to bless you with. And he promised that from that moment on he would never forget it.

The End

Sigh, I know, I know, I'm a hopeless romantic! Anyway, that's the end of this story! I hope you enjoyed it! And don't worry, this is by far not my last story. I'm either going to right a second part to this story or a brand new one, so stay tuned!