“Papa, you know how you always tell me that I should be seeking to improve my mind and the family name?”
Her father nodded, “Quite right, I do not want my future son-in law chastising me about having a dim-witted wife.”
“Well, I’ve been given an opportunity to see some theater, go to museums,” Lilly Lou began, reminding herself to keep her hands neatly folded in her lap, the way her mother was sitting.
“To see the theater?” Mr. Longhorn narrowed his eyes. “What kind of theater? Not anything disreputable I would hope.”
“Of course not, Papa,” Lilly Lou shook her head and then she took another slow breath. “You see, Cindy’s family is going to spend the week in the city…”
“Out of the question!” Mr. Longhorn declared without allowing his daughter to finish.
“But Papa-”
“Darling, do b
