CHAPTER 13
Edgar and Louise talked all night long on that little stone bench. They did not notice that everyone else had gone home. They had no concept of time. All at once the sun came up. Not really but it felt that way to them. Louise shrieked, "I am an idiot! We have talked all night long. You must be exhausted." Edgar remarked, "I am a crab fisherman. I can go days without sleep." She laughed and said, "I guess so, but I cannot." Edgar stood up and stretched. Louise thought he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. Edgar offered her a hand to stand, and she did bobble a bit, they had not moved form the bench in hours. She giggled as he steadied her, his arms around her. He loved the sound of her laughter and she felt good in his arms. "I don't wanna let go." He held her some time more than necessary. She turned in his arms to face him. She looked up briefly; he kissed her on the forehead. She laid her head against his chest and he rested his chin on top of her dark blonde hair. They stayed this way for some time before they began the walk to her house.
Every light in the house was on. "This could get ugly." Edgar thought to himself. But the door to the house was flung wide open and an eager Jenny said, "y'all get in here we are having waffles." Edgar remained tense until Berk, Louise's dad, stepped forward to shake his hand in the dining room. Jinna, her mom, pushed him down in the chair and placed a stack of home made waffles in front of him, then came the sausages and juice. Edgar then realized that they did not eat last night either. Louise must be starving. She went after her waffles with gusto, he was glad to see. After breakfast, she walked him out. They stood on the patio, no words would come. Then Louise grinned and said, "Let me go get your money. I should not keep it now." Edgar stopped her. "You keep it; you can have everything I got. I love you Louise." All Louise could manage to do was nod. He took her face in his hands and kissed her slowly, sweetly, and deeply for about ten solid minutes. Every window in the house and on the street for that matter had a face stuck in it, struggling to get a view of the young couple. They finally parted with Edgar issuing the order, "Get some sleep." She smiled and went in the house. Corey smiled at Louisa, "Well, well, then." Louisa ran up the stairs and flung herself on the bed. It would be a long time before she found sleep. She buried her face in her pillow and screamed. Edgar Hansen loved her! Corey was downstairs nursing a newly formed bruise he received from his wife when he had no ready response for her question. "How come you've never kissed me like that?" All Corey could think of was, "You won't shut up long enough." And that was the last thing he remembered.
Edgar entered his Aunts house at a little after eight. All three heads at the kitchen table swung toward the front door. Edgar could not suppress his grin. No one said a word. "You need some breakfast, dear, a cup of coffee?" "No ma'am. I had breakfast with the Ungerson's this morning. I need to get some sleep. Goodnight, good morning, whatever." He half laughed and the grin never left is face. His mom checked on him a couple of hours later. He still had the grin. He had found her. Sweet little Louise. It was more than she could have asked for. And on the second day, man her boys worked fast when the put their minds to it.