Is that... desperation in your eyes, my love? He moves his hand to her thigh and gives a small squeeze, hopefully a gesture of reassurance.
It will be fine.
He pours Fleur a glass of lemonade first, then one for his mum, his dad, and finally, himself. He lifts his glass, hand still on Fleur's leg
(no, she's not going anywhere)
and smiles. "Here's to family. Mum, Dad... we have something to share with you."
Sometimes, things happen out of turn, or in a blur, and memory doesn't do justice to the sequence. Other times, things are just laughable in their absurdity.
With a synchronicity born from years and years of marriage, both his parents speak at the same time. Arthur, looking hopeful, asks "You're coming back to stay?" and Molly blurts out "Bill, you've not got her into... well, trouble, have you?"
Setting down his lemonade, Bill laughs; his arm moves from Fleur's thigh to her shoulder.
"No, neither of those. We're married, Mum, Dad. We got married. We wanted to let you know straight away."
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It will be fine.
He pours Fleur a glass of lemonade first, then one for his mum, his dad, and finally, himself. He lifts his glass, hand still on Fleur's leg
(no, she's not going anywhere)
and smiles. "Here's to family. Mum, Dad... we have something to share with you."
Sometimes, things happen out of turn, or in a blur, and memory doesn't do justice to the sequence. Other times, things are just laughable in their absurdity.
With a synchronicity born from years and years of marriage, both his parents speak at the same time. Arthur, looking hopeful, asks "You're coming back to stay?" and Molly blurts out "Bill, you've not got her into... well, trouble, have you?"
Setting down his lemonade, Bill laughs; his arm moves from Fleur's thigh to her shoulder.
"No, neither of those. We're married, Mum, Dad. We got married. We wanted to let you know straight away."
(Silence.)