B&C III - 49

Brian and Christine
Book Three
Saint Jane's
Part 49


“Of course, sweetheart. Let’s go over here and sit down.”

They moved away from the front door and sat on a sofa.

“I’m sorry I was mean to you before” said Christy.

“That’s okay, Christy, I forgive you. And I’m sorry I put you through that awful experience. I didn’t know I was doing the wrong thing.”

“I know.” There was a silence. Wendy saw them talking together and busied herself in the kitchen.

“Those men were so nasty” she said. “I didn’t know people could be cruel, like that.”

“Well, some people are, and it’s best to stay away from them.”

“You’re not like that. Are you?”

“No. Of course not.”

“Oh.”

“Listen. You like Wendy, don’t you?”

“Yup. She’s cool.”

“Do you think she’s like any of those nuns in that place?”

“No. She couldn’t be that bad.”

“And Wendy likes me. So do you think she would if I could be like any of those men?”

“No. I guess not.”

“I’m not.”

There was another silence. Christy was thinking hard.

“Are you and Wendy really getting married?”

“Yes. We are.”

“When?”

“Next weekend.”

“Am I going to be there?”

“You better be. We both want you there.”

“Then what?”

“Then there will be a reception, with a bunch of people.”

“Where?”

“At my house.”

“Oh. And then what?”

“What do you mean?”

“Is she going to go live with you?”

“Probably. Although I don’t think she will give up this apartment.”

“Oh.”

“You’re wondering what’s going to happen to you, aren’t you?”

“Yup.” After some more silence she said “ I miss Flicker.”

“I spoke with your Aunt Lydia the other day. Flicker is doing fine. She’s grown a little bit, but she’s very healthy, and she and the other cat…”

“Smoky.”

“…Smoky, are getting along just fine.”

“Oh, that’s good.”

“Do you want to go back to Connecticut?”

“I don’t know. I guess not. There’s no place for me to be there. Besides I like it here.”

“You know you can’t stay here in Wendy’s place because her job takes her away a lot and there would be no one to look after you.”

“I guess not.”

“I’ll tell you what. After the wedding why don’t you and Wendy come over and live in my house. You will have your own room. We will find a good place for you to go to school, and I’m there most of the time, working. I’ll teach you how to swim, and I happen to know, because they told me, that the Romeros will be glad to have you there.”

Silence.

“What do you say?”

“Okay” she said and jumped off the sofa to go help Wendy in the kitchen.


(To be continued.)