Pete
came home while I was settling the expectant parents in Harry's old room. He
was pretty excited to see Cerb, then tripped over his tongue and nearly tripped
over his own feet a few times when he saw Loralee and realized what was going
on. He didn't say it, but he gave Cerb the "you dog" look. It was
kind of funny.
Once
we had things set up to Loralee's liking, she and Cerb and Maurice headed out
again. They were on patrol, after all, making sure that inimical forces on
Earth didn't hear the lying siren song of Big Ugly like the Rivals had, and
come into our town to try to help him break through to invade Earth.
Pete's
timing was good, because there was furniture to move around and put into
storage. Not much, since Harry had moved almost everything he owned into
Felicity's place, after she and Jake finished renovating their house and moved
out. Sometimes I did miss that ridiculous espresso machine. The furniture in
Harry's old room was simple, meant for guests. Pete moved the desk out, and we
turned the dresser drawers upside down so they became stairs, so Loralee could
climb up onto the bed. I had a few squeamish moments, imagining her giving
birth and soaking the mattress. Well, it was a spare bed. I would worry about
replacing a mattress when I needed to replace it, and not before.
Pete and I put some time in searching through my freezer and refrigerator, trying to figure out what to serve our guests for dinner. According to Maurice, Cerb and Loralee both liked ordinary Human food, and she had developed a taste for spicy cuisine in the last month. Great, a dog with a hankering for Szechuan or Mexican. It could have been worse. How would I explain a dog chowing down on pickles? Or chocolate? It was supposed to be poison in large quantities for dogs.
While we worked on dinner, Pete dropped his bomb: he had lined up a second summer job. I bit my lip to keep from asking how he thought he was going to spend any time with Meggie, when he was working a second job. I had the feeling the second job was so he could take Meggie out on really nice dates. *sigh* My little brother was growing up and facing adult conundrums.
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