handsome man. His face was full and his complexion
robust, with wrinkles only across his forehead. He had
light brown eyes that dazzled with a glow more
characteristic of a man half his age.
"Absolutely, Samuel. You and Olivia are very
lucky people. Hello, Jacob, Sara," the Judge said. Mommy nodded and smiled.
"We've got Bloody Marys, if you like,"
Grandpa said.
"No thank you," Daddy said quickly.
"I know you like Blood Marys, Sara," Grandpa
followed, with a twinkle in his eyes. Mommy glanced
quickly at Daddy, who was as close to a scowl as
could be.
"Oh, I don't think so, just yet, Pa," she replied. "When are you going to loosen up that collar
you have around your wife's neck, Jacob?" Grandpa
said, and the Judge smiled.
"That's an inappropriate remark," Grandma
Olivia declared. "Especially in front of the children,"
she added firmly. "Loretta," she snapped, "please take
the children into the kitchen and give them some
lemonade while we wait for brunch to be served." "Yes, ma'am," Loretta said.
Grandma Olivia thought it was inappropriate
for young people to sit and listen to the older people
converse. While we were standing in the doorway
beside and behind Mommy and Daddy, she had been
looking us over. She nodded at Daddy.
"The children look very nice," she offered Mommy, who beamed immediately. "Now don't go wandering outside and getting messed up," she called after us. "We'll call you to the dining room in a little while. Sit down, Jacob. You're making me nervous
standing there like that. Sara."
They moved quickly and Loretta led us away.
She gave us the lemonade and then, as we had done