“Dad, settle down, will ya?” Brett said.
Dennis was pacing the floor of their small dorm room, impatiently waiting for the trumpets to sound. Why wouldn’t the damn trumpets sound?
Roxanne, too, must have picked up on Dennis’s excitement because she also began walking up and down. Brett threw his hands in the air and told them both to settle down.
Dennis decided to go for a walk. Maybe a stroll in his beloved park would soothe him. Roxanne insisted on going along, too. When she’d first arrived, Dennis had been leery of having her go with him to work, and indeed the first couple of times she had tried to be helpful by digging holes, but alas her efforts had resulted in her excavating the bulbs he’d only recently planted. But things had soon settled down and Roxanne would stretch out in t
