right?"
"He's a good man, Dad." Cissie wasn't about to mention the trouble they'd had when she found out about Bob deceiving her. Her dad would come unglued about that, and she didn't need him mad at her husband.
"I'm glad." He didn't look quite convinced. "We're heading south next week. Your mom is ready to see some of the warmer places in the nation."
"All right." Cissie knew her parents were on a never-ending quest to avoid extreme weather, either hot or cold. "Do you want to keep doing some of the late night stuff this week? So I can have a little more time with my husband?" She knew her dad missed running the bowling alley as much as she needed more time with Bob. Whatever that nightmare had been, she needed to be able to help him with it.
He thought about it for a minute before nodding. "If you'll work late on Wednesday, I'll be in by five the other nights this week."
Cissie threw her arms around her father. "Thanks, Dad."
He held her close. "Just so you're happy. That's all I want."
"I'm going to make lunch for Cindy and me. Do you want to eat with us?" Cindy was like a second daughter to her father, so it wouldn't be unusual for him to join them.
"Absolutely not. I know how you girls talk, and I do not want that much insight into your new marriage. I know you'll be a virgin until you're eighty seven, and that's all that matters to me."
Cissie grinned as he walked away, toward the door of the bowling alley. She'd let him keep lying to himself for as long as he wanted to. They both knew better, but if it made him feel better to pretend, she wasn't about to disillusion him.
At the door, he turned to wave. "I'll be here at five."
"Thanks, Dad!" She couldn't have asked for a better father.
Cissie rushed into the kitchen to get lunch started.
When Cindy arrived twenty minutes later, she seemed almost afraid to approach Cissie. "Everything all right?"
Cissie nodded. "You know I can't hold a grudge. Good thing for everyone involved."
Cindy sighed. "It is. Did you make your peace with Lachele?"
"Of course. She was trying to do the best thing for me blah blah blah. Sometimes I wish people would let me decide what the best thing for me is." She shrugged. "Good news though. Dad is going to work every night this week except Wednesday, and really I can leave early on Wednesday as long as I sing the first song for karaoke."
"Oh, that's nice! So you'll at least get to see Bob a bit."
"He's going to try to have his schedule adjusted for next week, so we'll be getting off work at the same time." She briefly thought about mentioning Bob's bad dream, but she realized there was a line about what she could talk to her best friend about, and that was crossing it.
"Is that good or bad? Do you still feel like he's all weird and stalkery?" Cindy studied her friend.
Cissie shook her head. "You know, I never really felt that way. It just felt like a betrayal of sorts. I've talked to Lachele, and I just can't stay mad at that purple-haired freak. Bob and I are good. Trey still has his tallywacker, I assume?"
"So far. Should he still have it?"
Cissie shrugged. "Yeah, I'll get over it. It was just annoying that things were hidden from me that I had a right to know. I'll live." She hoped she'd caused a big enough stink that no one would try to play that kind of mind game with her again.
"I know you will. I'm just trying to figure out if we're still mad at our husbands or if Trey is allowed to come back to bed tonight."
"You're the best friend a girl could ever have, you know that?" Cissie squeezed Cindy's hand before applying herself to her lunch. "Did you really kick him out of bed?"
Cindy sighed. "I thought about it, but then I couldn't figure out why I should punish myself."
Cissie grinned. "I appreciate you even considering making that kind of sacrifice for me."
"I promise you, if a giant chocolate kiss ran
"He's a good man, Dad." Cissie wasn't about to mention the trouble they'd had when she found out about Bob deceiving her. Her dad would come unglued about that, and she didn't need him mad at her husband.
"I'm glad." He didn't look quite convinced. "We're heading south next week. Your mom is ready to see some of the warmer places in the nation."
"All right." Cissie knew her parents were on a never-ending quest to avoid extreme weather, either hot or cold. "Do you want to keep doing some of the late night stuff this week? So I can have a little more time with my husband?" She knew her dad missed running the bowling alley as much as she needed more time with Bob. Whatever that nightmare had been, she needed to be able to help him with it.
He thought about it for a minute before nodding. "If you'll work late on Wednesday, I'll be in by five the other nights this week."
Cissie threw her arms around her father. "Thanks, Dad."
He held her close. "Just so you're happy. That's all I want."
"I'm going to make lunch for Cindy and me. Do you want to eat with us?" Cindy was like a second daughter to her father, so it wouldn't be unusual for him to join them.
"Absolutely not. I know how you girls talk, and I do not want that much insight into your new marriage. I know you'll be a virgin until you're eighty seven, and that's all that matters to me."
Cissie grinned as he walked away, toward the door of the bowling alley. She'd let him keep lying to himself for as long as he wanted to. They both knew better, but if it made him feel better to pretend, she wasn't about to disillusion him.
At the door, he turned to wave. "I'll be here at five."
"Thanks, Dad!" She couldn't have asked for a better father.
Cissie rushed into the kitchen to get lunch started.
When Cindy arrived twenty minutes later, she seemed almost afraid to approach Cissie. "Everything all right?"
Cissie nodded. "You know I can't hold a grudge. Good thing for everyone involved."
Cindy sighed. "It is. Did you make your peace with Lachele?"
"Of course. She was trying to do the best thing for me blah blah blah. Sometimes I wish people would let me decide what the best thing for me is." She shrugged. "Good news though. Dad is going to work every night this week except Wednesday, and really I can leave early on Wednesday as long as I sing the first song for karaoke."
"Oh, that's nice! So you'll at least get to see Bob a bit."
"He's going to try to have his schedule adjusted for next week, so we'll be getting off work at the same time." She briefly thought about mentioning Bob's bad dream, but she realized there was a line about what she could talk to her best friend about, and that was crossing it.
"Is that good or bad? Do you still feel like he's all weird and stalkery?" Cindy studied her friend.
Cissie shook her head. "You know, I never really felt that way. It just felt like a betrayal of sorts. I've talked to Lachele, and I just can't stay mad at that purple-haired freak. Bob and I are good. Trey still has his tallywacker, I assume?"
"So far. Should he still have it?"
Cissie shrugged. "Yeah, I'll get over it. It was just annoying that things were hidden from me that I had a right to know. I'll live." She hoped she'd caused a big enough stink that no one would try to play that kind of mind game with her again.
"I know you will. I'm just trying to figure out if we're still mad at our husbands or if Trey is allowed to come back to bed tonight."
"You're the best friend a girl could ever have, you know that?" Cissie squeezed Cindy's hand before applying herself to her lunch. "Did you really kick him out of bed?"
Cindy sighed. "I thought about it, but then I couldn't figure out why I should punish myself."
Cissie grinned. "I appreciate you even considering making that kind of sacrifice for me."
"I promise you, if a giant chocolate kiss ran
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