“You sure you wouldn’t rather go and have a sleep?” Andy asked.
“Maybe later. I want to see how the photos turned out.” Luke stifled a yawn, but of course Andy saw it.
“Give over fussing at him,” Paddy said, nudging Andy. “Luke’s a big boy.” Paddy winked and Andy harrumphed.
“So, let’s have a butcher’s at this morning’s efforts.” Tom stood up and went to the computer and fired it up. Luke admired how fast Tom could type. He remembered Andy telling him that he was an author of children’s books. Luke couldn’t remember what Paddy did for a living. It would have to be something that allowed him flexible working hours since both Tom and Paddy seemed to be available to help out with anything Andy needed at short notice.
“Here, look. As I thought, the foreground is too dark.” Tom pushed his
