The only way to keep this out of the tabloids would be for him to perform another 'house call delivery'.Mom and dad would be mortified, to say the lea...t, but we'd have to confide in SOMEONE!We couldn't quite agree (Glen and me) whether to let mom in on this, yet, until we were sure one of us was pregnant, but dad had been the schemer since day one, so we agreed that he was the best choice to confide in, and we cornered him.Mom was out at the beauty parlor and dad was watching golf on TV when we. Else why God not kill ‘at King Dafyd when he take Ur’ah’s wife, eh? Yer not be turnin’ me in for sayin’ ‘at, are you, friar? An’way, Corentyn, ‘at’s the fool’s name, he’s touch’d, not wantin’ me daughter if he go and marry ‘er, eh? ‘An den run off like that, damn fool!” Kenal ranted a bit, until I cleared my throat.“Now, listen closely, Kenal, father of Derwa, widower of Wenna. Corentyn, as you say, has no use for your daughter. Other than a wife to give him children, though how many times he. When I left, Dena was sleeping restlessly. I found myself wondering If I could afford to lend her any money, and whether she had anyplace to go if I did.When I got home at 7:30, she was sleeping soundly and snoring like a sawmill. I made myself a baloney sandwich and opened myself a beer.This was Thursday morning, and I wouldn't have to go to work again at either of my jobs until Saturday night. As I ate, I wondered how much of the snoring I could tolerate. I had gotten along well enough with. Finally I made my move. I lunged for her slim graceful hand and jammed my little finger on the wooden armrest. Pain shot through my hand and I winced. Tenderly Crystella took my aching sweaty paw between her cool palms and stroked it. The pain vanished. We sat through the rest of the movie with me frozen in that pose. I remember thinking that heaven couldn’t be any better than this. ‘As the term went on I suppose you could say that our relationship matured. We sat together in study hall, dated.