“So Jeremy thought
we ought to do Tallis’sO
Lord, Give Thy Holy Spirit.”
“I don’t follow,” Gary
said, creasing his brow.
Trevor crossed his legs
and leaned back in his chair, warming to his theme.“The anthem is sung a cappella. We can probably
get a temporary organist to do the prelude, processional and all
that, so long as it’s kept simple.”
“Ah,” Gary
said.
“Uh, look, I best get
off.” Paul had achieved what he’d set out to do, albeit not in the
way he’d intended.
“You can’t stay for a
cuppa and a bite to eat?” Trevor asked.
“No, my mum said she’d
ring tonight, and if I’m not there to answer, she gets upset.” Paul
relied on his quick thinking again, but this time thought his
answer was lame. However, Trevor seemed to accept the
excuse.
“It’s been nice seeing you
again,” Gary said to a slightly surprised Paul.
“Uh. You, too.”
Gary’s handshake was warm
and firm.
Though Paul didn’t think
he’d ever like the man, he realised he no longer despised