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Show 26-7 "Wait a minute, Katherine. I think we should let Annie choose. She's the one who will have the problems if she doesn't. It is a school program, Annie?" "Yes. All the children will be in it." "So it would be hard not to be, wouldn't it?" "I think so. Everyone would say something." "Then I think you should take part, Annie." Father held up his hand when Mother started to interrupt. "Let me finish. This isn't Annie's problem. And the celebration is to mark the end of the war. That is certainly something we want to honor." Mother shrugged her shoulders. Father paused for a moment. "Katherine, we've done our part. What we could. That's all. We'll let it go now." "Well, if all the nobs in town can get together and celebrate, then I'll do the same. Do you think the men would like another concert that night, Larry?" Father raised both eyebrows at Mother. Then he frowned. "You really want to . . ." "Yes I do. I can't stop playing for all the men just because Eric . . ." Mother couldn't talk for a moment. Then she stood up and got the coffee pot off the sideboard. She poured Father another cup. "We'll dress up and have our own party. And Annie can attend both. Do you think Andrew would like more music?" Andrew. I remembered. I looked quickly at Father. He was looking at me without smiling. "Will he still ..." Father nodded. Then he reached over and patted my hand. "Yes, Annie. Andrew will still be here. I'm glad you know. I'd hoped he would tell you himself." "He told me. And I told him that I would see him again. Often." I lifted |
