The Maytrees
“Deary rolled her head over his arm and smiled loopily. —Hello, Lou. Lou saw Deary’s twenty years’ change. Her skin grayed, her eyelids tripled. But why would she wear a Harris tweed suit and earrings? Deary must see this incursion, Lou guessed, as a particularly tricky social call.
—I can barely move my arms and legs, she confided as Lou turned down the bed. I should have been a belly dancer! Lou privately agreed.
Pete and Sooner Roy’s son had angled the big bed’s sections downstairs by the Fre...nch doors so Deary could watch the sea, and moving sky, or any beach walkers. When Pete carried her around the house and spread her bones on the bed, she remained exactly so till Lou raised her shoulders to put a pillow under her head and straightened her skirt.
—These things happen, Deary said.
Whatever things Deary meant, Lou thought—dying, or running off with your friend’s husband—she said, They sure do. Her amusement appeared to put it to rest. —Did you bring a bathrobe?MoreLess
—I can barely move my arms and legs, she confided as Lou turned down the bed. I should have been a belly dancer! Lou privately agreed.
Pete and Sooner Roy’s son had angled the big bed’s sections downstairs by the Fre...nch doors so Deary could watch the sea, and moving sky, or any beach walkers. When Pete carried her around the house and spread her bones on the bed, she remained exactly so till Lou raised her shoulders to put a pillow under her head and straightened her skirt.
—These things happen, Deary said.
Whatever things Deary meant, Lou thought—dying, or running off with your friend’s husband—she said, They sure do. Her amusement appeared to put it to rest. —Did you bring a bathrobe?MoreLess
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