‘I’m afraid so,’ she said. She looked at him a bit more carefully. ‘How come the sad look?’ ‘I thought maybe I could see you again tonight...’ Mitch said. ‘Oh,’ Bonnie replied. She felt her face get hotter. ‘Ah…I…we…we really can’t tonight.’ She turned around and flipped his burger. ‘Would you mind if I stopped by for a cup of coffee near closing time?’ Mitch asked. ‘Ah…I…I guess that…it would be OK,’ Bonnie replied. She wanted to see Mitch again, but not in the diner. Why in hell did her husband. He broke his fence post driver,” she shrugged. “I came along to see what you were up to. Which is ‘nothing,’ as usual,” she teased.“I’ll have you know,” I said in irritation as I pulled up the brim of my cap. “I just got done field cultivating 50 acres.”“Big deal, tractor boy,” she teased, shoving me over to make room on the hammock. “I mucked out stalls all morning.”“You smell like it,” I teased, wrinkling my nose at her and sniffing the air.She leaned up and cuffed me in the chest, nearly. Remember what I said would happen with our nextlittle tickling session."Tom didn't need any more reminders. The girls got off him and he roseup, meekly following them back outside to the pool. Luckily no one washome at the neighbor's house so the bathing suit would remain a secretfor now.For most of the afternoon he sulked, watching his sisters play in thepool. He refused to go in, choosing instead to lie down on a chaiselounge and pretend to be asleep.The next several hours were uneventful as. The entire table had kept quiet until then."Sure," The high priest grinned and lifted his eyes heavenward. God, you've got no reason to listen to sycophants who can't live without believing in you, so I won't bother pretending, but these two lost boys probably could use a dose of your brimstone and hellfire. Don't worry about my daughter. She's already been sold to Satan." Daddy!" Wendy complained."Hortense, really!" Ms. Palnasus rebuked and lifted a dish. "Potato salad?" Yes, please." I.