Firefly Lane
“They were in the downstairs bedroom of the houseboat, readying the nursery. She could tell that Tully was about thirty seconds away from throwing the screwdriver at the freshly painted wall. "Let me look at the sheet."From her place in the middle of the floor, surrounded by piles of white sticks and boards and groupings of screws and washers, Tully held up the long, wrinkled piece of paper. "Be my guest."Kate studied the ridiculously complicated directions. "We start with that long flat piece. ...It dovetails into that piece, see? Then you screw that part on there . . ."For the next two hours, they sat or stood, hunkered together and hunched over, putting together the most complicated crib of all time.When it was done, and tucked in place against the sunshine-yellow wall with the Winnie-the-Pooh border, they stood back and admired it. "What would I do without you, Tully?"Tully put an arm around her. "Thankfully you'll never have to know. Come on, I'm making margaritas.""I can't drink. You know that."Tully grinned at her.MoreLess
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