Chapter 22
“I think I better go while my virtue is still intact.” She smiled. “Look after yourselves, you hear!”
“We will!” we both said together.
This caused all three of us to chuckle.
We escorted Mary to the door, and waited till her dad came to pick her up. Then we made our own way home.
* * * *
“Did you enjoy yourself this evening?” I asked Mark as we lay in bed that night, me spooning behind him as usual.
“Yeah, Mary’s a lot of fun.”
“She certainly is. Feeling tired?”
Mark yawned his answer. “I’ve had a really fun day. Thanks for everything.”
“You’re welcome.” I kissed the back of his neck. “I’ve had fun, too.”
The room fell silent.
I was just drifting off when Mark said, “Simon?”
“Yeah?”
“What was all that about Yorkshire Pudding?”
I chuckled, then told Mark about the silly game Mary and I sometimes played.
He laughed.
6
We were sitting at the kitchen table on Sunday morning. I had just cleaned away the breakfast things, pleased Mark’s appetite was still good.