Chapter 92

It was late evening by the time Cindy made her calls to the Silo and the West coast. She got Judy on the phone first. Steve was still there. Even so she managed to extract most of the story from her. Later she managed to get Candice on the phone. Once filled in on the details she wished all the women well and sent her and John’s love. Once off the phone she filled John and Heather in on the details.

“You were right ... as usual.” Cindy told John, referring to who got whom.

“Don’t you ever get tired of him being correct?” Heather asked.

“No, actually. I’m quite proud of my man’s powers of perception ... I think that’s what makes him such a good lover.” Cindy giggled.

“No argument there. The best I’ve ever known. You both are.” Heather said, kissing Cindy on the neck.

Bill was reading a book when Andrea came and plunked down in his lap.

“Hi” she said.

“Hello, love.” he said.

“I’m bored.” she said.

“I’m sorry. There’s much to do around here. Watch TV, or read a book or play on the computer.” Bill offered.

“We could make love again.” Andrea giggled.

“We could. If you’d like. But there is more to life than making love, even on a honeymoon.” Bill said.

“Sorry you married me?” Andrea asked.

“Not a bit. You sorry you married me?” Bill asked.

“Nope, I’m just bored.” Andrea said.

Bill sighed and set down his book.

“Come on, let’s go take a walk.” he said.

“Why?” Andrea asked.

“That’s a silly question for a country girl. For the experience. To listen to the birds and watch the squirrels and see the sunlight filtering through the trees.” he said.

“It’s getting dark.” Andrea said.

“Then to see the stars.” Bill said.

“I guess.” Andrea said.

“What else would you like to do?” Bill asked.

“I don’t know, I’m bored.” Andrea said.

“You said that already.” Bill said.

“I know ... so let’s do something.” Andrea said.

“What?” Bill asked, again.

“I don’t know!” Andrea said, angrily.

Bill sighed heavily.

“Look, Andrea. I love you dearly. And I know you miss your sisters and having people around you. But if we’re going to be married for the rest of our lives then I think we need to get something straight.” Bill said.

“What’s that?” she asked.

“Number one, when you get bored, that’s you who got bored. It’s not my fault that you are bored. It’s not my responsibility to make you un-bored. It’s not my job to keep you entertained. I don’t ever get bored. I know how to entertain myself. That’s what I was doing when you came up and sat on my lap and told me how bored you were. I was reading a book.