Teacher (a Short Novel Under Construction)
Copyright© 2015 by Bill Offutt
Chapter 20
On the way home, they stopped at the new Gettysburg Battlefireld visitors center and looked at some of the exhibits. After checking the prices, they decided not to eat there.
"Explain the Studebaker, the wonderful, beautiful golden Avanti," he asked, once they were back on Route 15.
"Can't. He's got a thing about some cars. Had one of those beautiful Raymond Lowey coupes, a '54 I think, when I was learning to drive. Fine car. But he sold that to buy the Avanti. You ought to see the size of the engine in that thing, almost five liters I think."
"And the MG?"
"Oh, he's had that for years, just a toy. It seldom runs. He's always doing something to it. Right now the head's off, being milled or some such thing. He wouldn't let me drive it."
"It's not a TC is it, a real old one?"
"No, TD I think, fifty-something, but it's right hand drive. How'd you like sleeping by yourself?"
"Daybed's a little hard, but I could hear you and your sisters jabbering away. So I guess you've gotten all the news."
"Just getting caught up. I think Daddy told you, Teresa's really thinking about becoming a nun, one of the teaching orders."
"I felt funny going to Mass with you."
"Glad you did, went with us I mean. Before we get married, we're going to have a session with a priest, a meeting, it's pro forma, but we've got to do it."
"OK, but no Mass, right?"
"Yeah, couldn't talk them into that. But it'll be a nice ceremony at the altar rail, and a blessing, my folks will be happy. OH, and some music too. They used to be stinky about that with a mixed marriage."
"Lucy seemed unhappy. What's her problem?"
"The township she's in is ultra-conservative, bunch of book burners, that sort of thing. No sex ed, of course."
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