Chapter 6Janet greeted her parents warmly as she stepped from the doorport into their garage, her husband right behind her.
“Frank, how are you?” her father said heartily, throwing his arms around the smaller man enthusiastically. A former Sheriff's Deputy, Bill McLoughlin was a big Irish man. “It's good to see you, and there's never enough of that.”
It amused Janet that Frank had never really become comfortable with her father's arms-wide-open blustery manner. Florid described everything about her father, his complexion, manner, outlook and speech. Frank's reservedness was nary the match.
They entered the house and Janet saw her on the couch and froze.
“Now don't you two be getting your hackles up like wet cats under my roof,” her father said.
“Billy McLoughlin!” her mother said.
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