Later that evening and with considerable regret, Alice took Simon"s painting down. Will talked on the newly-connected landline.
"Nothing unusual? No electrical storms? I see. Thanks very much." He rang off. "There"s been no strange weather round here evidently. I"ll get the agent to send someone out to check the lighting circuit."
"What will we tell Simon about the painting? He"ll expect to see it if he calls." She had placed the painting on a chair and was looking at it sadly.
He grinned. "Tell him we"ve hung it in our bedroom. It inspires us to acts of primal vigour!"
"I"m not sure Simon thinks of himself as a painter of erotic birds!"
They laughed. Then they both stopped laughing in surprise.
"Do you realise it"s the first time we"ve laughed since we came to this house?" Alice sai
