Note: A tag to "charity begins at home." Apologies, Varlow fans! ;)
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After the guests are welcomed, after the children are held and exclaimed over, after stories and drinks are shared, after everyone bids each other goodnight, Alan stands in the frame of the door and watches his wife brush out her hair.
Simple joys. Answered prayers.
"What do you think?" Nora asks, laying her brush aside. She means their guests.
"You do bring home the most interesting specimens," Alan says, wry.
"Indeed," she says. Satisfied. Turns to him, smiling, hand extended, hair lying unbound and lovely.
Alan Barlow is no fool.
He puts out the light and leads her to bed.
