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Show 301 for instance. I don't really know what he does." "He doesn't t e l l you much?" Lorin said, sitting on both hands. "I think he's mad at me or something," she said. "He gets like this. His nose gets all bent out of shape because I did something or said something that I don't even remember what i t was. One minute he's all over me and the next minute he doesn't talk to me for two weeks." "I'm sorry," said Lorin. "Is i t something we can maybe help with? Or the branch president? Maybe you could talk about i t ." She hunched her shoulders. "He'll get over i t . I'm not saying i t 's a hundred percent his fault. I mean I can be a pain in the ass too." "Hard to imagine," said Lorin, who as a matter of fact could imagine very well. His face f e l t hot. She smiled, putting her hand over her mouth. "You're really nice, you know that?" she said. "I mean both you guys. I'm not saying anything against the other elders, but I'm glad we got you two instead of Zaret, for instance." "Zaret's a good man," Lorin said, feeling the need to close ranks. "God, that giggle of his would drive me up a wall. I don't mean I wouldn't have joined the church i f i t would have been him instead of you, but I really like you two. That doesn't embarrass you or anything, does it? Sorenson especially. He's a cute l i t t l e guy." Hating his companion with a murderous hatred, Lorin said, "His girl friend in Dallas writes him ten-page letters every week. He's told me all about her. She sounds a l i t t l e crazy, actually." " I guess I don't know very much about either one of you personally," she said, looking at him thoughtfully. "I mean, obviously you're not married, but are you engaged or anything?" |
