| Author: | Bev Murray | ISBN: | 9781452029351 |
| Publisher: | AuthorHouse | Publication: | September 2, 2005 |
| Imprint: | AuthorHouse | Language: | English |
| Author: | Bev Murray |
| ISBN: | 9781452029351 |
| Publisher: | AuthorHouse |
| Publication: | September 2, 2005 |
| Imprint: | AuthorHouse |
| Language: | English |
He entered the hall, most of his enthusiasm for the evening evaporated, then felt his heart give a sudden lift when he spotted Janine and Monique with their heads together as they worked intently on their project.
His greetings to the volunteers were cheerier than usual as he gradually worked his way down to Moniques table. What was happening to him, he wondered? It wasnt right that he should be feeling this way. Monique looked up when he reached their table. Was it his imagination, or did her eyes light up when she saw him?
Monique and Janine greeted him smilingly.
Have a chair, Father, said Janine, indicating one of the extra chairs. Ill go and get us all some coffee. What do you take in yours, Father?
Just milk, please, Janine.
Suddenly Father felt self-conscious, sitting alone with Monique. Then he chided himself that there was a whole room full of people there.
Monique also seemed to be at a loss for words. They both looked up at the same time, and their glances locked.
I didnt see your car in the parking lot, Monique, Father said, then could have kicked himself.
Monique looked startled. You looked for my car, Father? she asked, softly, as she searched his face, not missing the pinkish tinge his words had evoked.
Well, yours and everyone elses. I like to guess whos here, before I come in.
I see, said Monique, nodding slowly as she smiled knowingly. Father, meet me for coffee tomorrow night, she suggested, rambunctiously.
Monique, you know I cant do that, he replied with consternation..
Oh Father, for crying out loud, its only for a coffee. Youre not going to run off with me. Anyway, those are your stupid church rules, not mine.
Father Diemert let out a deep sigh, just as Janine approached with the three coffees.
Ill be at Rudys at 7:00 oclock. If youre not there, Ill understand, Fatherrather, Matthew, declared Monique, decisively.
I hope you two are not arguing about religion again, said Janine, arriving at the table.
How did you guess? said Monique, laughing to lighten the moment.
Janine just rolled her eyes.
He entered the hall, most of his enthusiasm for the evening evaporated, then felt his heart give a sudden lift when he spotted Janine and Monique with their heads together as they worked intently on their project.
His greetings to the volunteers were cheerier than usual as he gradually worked his way down to Moniques table. What was happening to him, he wondered? It wasnt right that he should be feeling this way. Monique looked up when he reached their table. Was it his imagination, or did her eyes light up when she saw him?
Monique and Janine greeted him smilingly.
Have a chair, Father, said Janine, indicating one of the extra chairs. Ill go and get us all some coffee. What do you take in yours, Father?
Just milk, please, Janine.
Suddenly Father felt self-conscious, sitting alone with Monique. Then he chided himself that there was a whole room full of people there.
Monique also seemed to be at a loss for words. They both looked up at the same time, and their glances locked.
I didnt see your car in the parking lot, Monique, Father said, then could have kicked himself.
Monique looked startled. You looked for my car, Father? she asked, softly, as she searched his face, not missing the pinkish tinge his words had evoked.
Well, yours and everyone elses. I like to guess whos here, before I come in.
I see, said Monique, nodding slowly as she smiled knowingly. Father, meet me for coffee tomorrow night, she suggested, rambunctiously.
Monique, you know I cant do that, he replied with consternation..
Oh Father, for crying out loud, its only for a coffee. Youre not going to run off with me. Anyway, those are your stupid church rules, not mine.
Father Diemert let out a deep sigh, just as Janine approached with the three coffees.
Ill be at Rudys at 7:00 oclock. If youre not there, Ill understand, Fatherrather, Matthew, declared Monique, decisively.
I hope you two are not arguing about religion again, said Janine, arriving at the table.
How did you guess? said Monique, laughing to lighten the moment.
Janine just rolled her eyes.
