Bernice laughed, did a few things on her keyboard, and sat back. “I love marzipan. You’re obviously a man of breeding and good taste. You have my permission to do what you will with Dr. Whatshisname. You’ve got to promise to bring him back in one piece Tuesday morning.”
The door opened and Trevor, Helen, and Peter came in. All three stopped and smiled. Russell walked over, wrapped Peter in a hug, and kissed him. The blush that went over Peter’s face was priceless. “That’s payback for what I’ve heard about my rantings during the colonoscopy. You could have warned me how bad I was. Apparently, a judge was having his done after mine. He heard the staff talking and laughing about some of my comments. Fortunately, the man holds me in high regard—well, at least he used to.”