Bab 22: Chapter 22

“Uh, not really, though I’ve seen dad do it

loads of times.”

The two fixed supper. Mason cleaned the fish,

then Parker coated them in flour and fried them along with some

potatoes in a large skillet. The fish, potatoes, a can of peas and

several bottles of Mr. Grant’s beer formed supper.

Parker wanted to eat outside on the porch,

but by the time supper was over, the temperatures had dropped

significantly, and Mason was beginning to shiver. However, Parker

seemed not to want to go inside.

“It’s amazing out here. You’re so lucky to

have this place. It’s so quiet, there’s no one around to bother

you, or to stick their nose into your business.”

“Yeah, I know. Because we’re so far from city

lights, the stars always seem to shine brighter.” Mason pointed to

the far horizon. “Look over there.”

“Venus? Wow, it’s so clear.”

“I know.” The Roman goddess of

love…“Come on, let’s go inside, it’s freezing out here.”

* * * *

By silent mutual consent the pair decided