Spanish Lullaby
“Luncheon had been so strained it was obvious something had happened to make things more edgy between Carlos and Juliet.
Mary eyed her son's face with suspicion and wondered how to approach the subject. “Did you sleep well, darling?" He glanced up, his expression abstract and distant. “I beg your pardon?" "Sleep,” she repeated succinctly. “Last night. Well. Did you?" "No." She settled down next to him on the bench by a truly spectacular bed of blooming roses, the crimson color of the flowers vivid in the sunshine. The gardens were truly lovely in the early afternoon glow of another wonderful day. Just five more, she gave a silent prayer to the powers above that governed such things. It would be so much more of a success if the weather was this pleasant for the celebration party. Rain made such a mess, not to mention the ballroom got stuffy if it had to be closed up.
Carlos gave her a smile that was a pale imitation of the real thing. When he truly smiled, the world lit up. The pretense... told her a great deal.MoreLess
Mary eyed her son's face with suspicion and wondered how to approach the subject. “Did you sleep well, darling?" He glanced up, his expression abstract and distant. “I beg your pardon?" "Sleep,” she repeated succinctly. “Last night. Well. Did you?" "No." She settled down next to him on the bench by a truly spectacular bed of blooming roses, the crimson color of the flowers vivid in the sunshine. The gardens were truly lovely in the early afternoon glow of another wonderful day. Just five more, she gave a silent prayer to the powers above that governed such things. It would be so much more of a success if the weather was this pleasant for the celebration party. Rain made such a mess, not to mention the ballroom got stuffy if it had to be closed up.
Carlos gave her a smile that was a pale imitation of the real thing. When he truly smiled, the world lit up. The pretense... told her a great deal.MoreLess
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