Music in the Night (Logan 4)

"Serves him right for having us read the Bible

every night before dinner," he said.

Daddy did ask about the watch, but he didn't

understand May's answer and asked me. I told him the

truth. He was quiet for a moment.

"I don't like her taking things from strangers,

Laura," he said.

"Mrs. Royce isn't a stranger anymore, Daddy, at

least to me," I added. He didn't look happy, but he let

it go and May kept the watch.

On Thursday, Cary went home with Robert and

helped him stain the rear deck. I didn't go along, but I

was so nervous about the two of them together

without me around that I couldn't do anything but

stare out the window and wait for Cary to come home.

True to his word, he wasn't gone much more than an

hour. I hurried downstairs to greet him at the door. "You finished it already?" I asked as he stepped

up to our porch.

"What's the big deal?" he said with a shrug.

"Painting a hull, now that's a big deal."

"Did Robert think it was as easy as you did?" I

asked. I was really asking if they had gotten along. "He held his own," Cary replied. "I guess I'll

spend a few hours teaching him something about

sailing on Saturday," he added. "If you want to come

along--"

"Oh, Cary," I cried and embraced him. "Thank

you." I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

He stood there, frozen for a moment. It was

almost as if my kiss had burned him. We hadn't kissed

each other for some time, both of us self-conscious