Peter arrived unexpectedly
A wry smile on his face
It was scented
The envelope he handed mother
Father, a little perplexed
Standing at her shoulder
Said, come in Peter
Kettles on the boil
Hang the mailbag on the nail
Behind the door
Mother disappeared into the parlour
She didn’t appear for quite a few minutes
When she did
Tears were streaming down her face
Bad news the two men echoed
I don’t know how to tell you father
The news from Jaimie is
Claire is expecting twins
Intake of breath from father
Celebration time said Peter?
Finish up your tea now Peter said father
We have family issues to discuss.
Peter a little perplexed
Removed his bag from behind the door
Leaving, he said over his shoulder
Glad to have brought you the good news
Good news muttered mother to father
They only know one another a few minutes
We never did get invited to the wedding.
They are arriving home at the weekend
Jaimie wants to know if we can have the spare room made up
(And how is ‘Baa’)
They have invited Claire’s parents to stay
They are meeting them at the airport
They can sleep in that room
Claire and I will use my bedroom
What will the neighbours think father?
What a strange world we’re living in.
With a nervous twitch mother said
I’ll ring the presbytery, Fr. Fergus will want to know.
(c) Chris Black 2017.