"Well, uh," He tried to force the grin off his face. "Well, uh, just thinking how blessed we are, uh, to have such a lovely little girl."
"Praise the Lord, Bernard," She smiled at him. "That is the nicest thing I have heard you say in a long time."
"Thankyou, dear."
Freda turned back to the dishes. Bernie stood there and gloried in the feeling of relief in his crotch, in his whole body. Every muscle seemed relaxed. Had it been this good for three whole weeks?
"Oh, Bernard," Freda said, not looking up. "Tomorrow you have to take Hayley to see one of her teachers after school."
"Oh, okay." He said, surprised.
"I cannot go, Bernard, as I have Bible Group. Hayley will come home and then the two of you have to go back to the school to see Sister Marjorie."
"She's not in trouble, is she?"
