“What...what do you mean?” I asked her, stumbling slightly over my words.
“Well, I heard my dad say that he liked a woman on television because he thought she looked sexy,” stated Jenny
lived with her father, a bit like Tom did, but aside from Tom, Jenny
was a girl and her dad was not so much a lazy bum as Tom’s dad.
“Well, I Don
’t know…” I stated, even though my mind was screaming YES!!!
seemed sort of bummed at this.
“Oh,” was all she stated and the rest of the walk to the church doors we did in silence.
I felt like a fool as we were walking along. Jenny
probably thought I was a fool too.
I tried to avoid looking at her as we walked out, letting go of her hand as we emerged into the sunlight from the dreary church.
I watched as Jenny
left my side, her Sunday dress seeming to make her look more noticeable then I gave her credit for. She turned and smiled at me and I smiled back, watching her turn around and get back into her car with her parents.
“Do not let your mind dwell on such things, lad,” said a voice beside me. I glanced to the side of me and saw Brother David with a somewhat stern yet distant look on his face.
“It is not good for the soul,” he murmured before my attention was drawn to my mum’s loud voice.
(to be continued...)