“It’s the best American coffee I’ve ever had.”
“When are the others arriving?” he asked.
“Should be soon.” She took a slice of pear.
Rufus got up and closed the door. Then he lifted the tray off the bed. He climbed under the covers head first and started kissing her belly. Lella lay there, luxuriating.
“We’re back!” Livia’s cheery voice rang out from the kitchen. “Ming is with us.”
“She’s like a damned Swiss watch,” Lella said, sighing.
Rufus popped his head out like a gopher. “Pass the sugar, please.”
They were waiting in the church when Isaac arrived with Rachel.
“It’s a fine structure,” Isaac said. “Perhaps a bit chilly for the singers.”
“The plumber is coming later,” said John, “so we’ll have heat and hot water.”
“There’s an echo,” noted Rachel, speaking so only Isaac could h
