The Moon by Night by Lynn Morris & Gilbert Morris

Author:Lynn Morris & Gilbert Morris [Morris, Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC014000, FIC026000
ISBN: 9781441262653
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2012-11-20T16:00:00+00:00

Sixteen

No Lying, Very Little Evasion, and Wee Leprechauns

“Doc, I can explain,” Shiloh said urgently.

“I’m sure you can,” Cheney said, still giggling a little as she petted the smaller dog, which was leaning against her legs as if she were fighting a strong headwind. “But could it wait until I sit down? And since the whole household seems to be up, do you suppose Sketes could make us some tea?”

“Sure, sure, Doc,” Shiloh said hastily as he hurried to the stairs. “I’ll just go and tell Sketes…”

Cheney looked down at the two dogs. The bigger male still had the top of his head butted against Cheney’s knees, and the female was still leaning against Cheney, gazing around behind her. “Well, friends, shall we sit?” Cheney said lightly. Shiloh had built a monstrous fire, so Cheney took a roomy upholstered armchair with big comfy rolled arms that was on one side of the hearth and propped her aching feet up on the matching hassock. The dogs watched her, looking comically surprised, but then their native common sense prevailed, and they took their previous stations on either end of Cheney’s sofa, resting their heads on their front paws. Cheney couldn’t help but laugh again. Their expressions were so solemn, but one of the male dog’s bright red stockings was falling and hung down like an odd long crimson beard below his chin. As Cheney laughed at him, he seemed to sigh with longsuffering.

Shiloh came back in. “Doc, I can explain.”

“I know. You said that already,” she said lightly. “So sit down, if you can find a place to sit, and tell me all about it.”

Shiloh turned to the sofa, hesitated, then went to the other armchair at the end of the sofa and pulled it up beside Cheney’s chair. “I was down to the docks, see…” he began and told the whole story. He stammered a little in the telling because he didn’t want Cheney to know that the entire exchange was in French, and it required a surprising amount of concentration to tell the story and skirt this issue. But Shiloh had a surprise planned for Cheney concerning his study of the French language, and he didn’t want to spoil it. So the story did have a very slight tinge of falseness that Shiloh was completely unaware of. He had no experience in lying and very little in evasion.

“So I just promised the little boy that I’d take the dogs to a good home,” Shiloh said brightly. “O’ course I meant the orphanage, Doc. Right?”

Cheney was looking at him in an odd way that made him nervous. He figured it was because of the dogs; after all, this was one of those domestic things that husbands weren’t supposed to do to wives without talking about it first. He was pretty sure of that, and this must be why Cheney seemed so troubled, so he kept talking, and the more he talked, the darker her expression grew.

“You say you got them down at the docks,” Cheney said cautiously, watching his face.

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