March
1958
Lois smiled. “I know we
don’t have to explain ourselves, but I’m really thinking of our folks. I don’t
want to put them in the position of having to explain it to their friends or
feel ashamed at church.”
Bill watched her for a few
seconds while he puffed his cigarette. “And
you’re sure about this? Not having a church wedding and all?”
“Yes.”
Lois looked down and patted her stomach again. When she looked up her smile was
as soft as her eyes. “All I care about is marrying you and getting our family
started.”
He got up and walked around
next to her. Crouching beside her, he put his big hand on top of hers on her
belly. “We’ll do whatever you want
sweetheart, because that’s all I care about too.”
The screen door banged and
Lorraine came trotting across the floor with a big smile on her pretty pixie
face and a big fish dangling from her fingers by its
gill slit. “Uncle Bill, look at the carp I caught.” She beamed at him and then
glanced over at Lois. “Hi, Aunt Lois.”
Lois shook her head and
laughed. “Hi, Rainy.”
“Wow,”
Bill said, standing up. “Man, that’s a beauty.
He grabbed the fish’s slimy tail.
“Would you look at that,” he whistled, “must be over a foot long.”
Rainy nodded and gazed up at
her Uncle, adoration shining from her eyes. “Let’s go
measure it.”
“You
got it, kiddo.” Bill let the tail flop down and put a big hand on the girl’s
shoulder. He grinned over his shoulder at Lois who made a shooing motion with
her hand.
“Don’t
mind me. Go on, you two peas-in-a-pod, and get that fish measured so Rainy can
brag to her brothers.”
to be continued...
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This story gets cuter by the minute.
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