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“No, Mr. Alator, we don’t need financing, we intend to buy the lot outright. Yes, that’s correct.”
Arthur taps his pencil on his calendar Monday morning as he listens to the land developer telling him that what he’s doing is very unusual.
“Unusual, yes, but it’s possible. I have the funds, I assure you.”
He picks a piece of egg out from under his fingernail. How did that get there? “Excellent. Today, if possible… The largest of the three lots, yes… Four o’clock? That should be fine.”
“You’ll bring the paperwork here? Great, my wife will appreciate that; she’s still learnin’ her way around some. Pendragon Law, downtown, yes. Oh, before I let আপনি go, are there any builders আপনি can recommend?”
He jots down the names Alator gives him, deciding he’s going to cross-reference them with Gaius’ recommendations.
“Thank you. See আপনি at four.”
Arthur presses the button to hang up the phone, keeping the receiver to his ear as he dials Guinevere.
She’s very excited, and almost drops the phone.
“Oh, and he gave me the name of a few builders. I’ll talk to Uncle and see who he recommends, and if any of them match up, we’ll give them a call.”
“That sounds good. Um…”
“Yes?”
“I just had a thought this mornin’. Why don’t আপনি call Mr. Helios, too, and see if he has any recommendations for builders? He wouldn’t recommend someone like Mr. Borden, আপনি can bank on that.”
Another phone call, Arthur thinks, but he knows she’s right. “I’ll do that. See আপনি at four?”
“I’ll be there at 3:45,” she says.
“Even better,” he smiles. “You remember how to get here?”
“Yes, Arthur, I actually know my way around better than আপনি realize. I don’t stay প্রথমপাতা all দিন long on my days off, আপনি know,” she gently chides.
“Oh, right, sorry,” he chuckles. “All right, darlin’, I’m gonna go talk to Uncle and call Isaac. And then maybe I’ll get around to preparin’ this case I’m supposed to be workin’ on.”
“Yes, don’t forget to earn your keep, Baby. আপনি don’t need to rush, আপনি know. Don’t neglect your job just ’cause you’re excited about this house.”
“I won’t. Besides, once we get everything set, I’m puttin’ আপনি in charge.”
“What?”
“Yep. Gotta go. See আপনি this afternoon. প্রণয় you.”
“Love you, too.”
xXx
The one name in common between all three sources was Wagner Homes. Gaius assured Arthur that it was run দ্বারা a lovely couple that treated people well. Helios informed him that they employ colored and white workers equally and pay them equally and fairly, based on experience and skill, not on skin color.
He would know, Arthur allowed, once again humbled দ্বারা his lack of connections in this town. Yet. I’ll get there.
He knows Guinevere will be happy with a company that treats people with fairness and equality. He’s quite happy about that himself, in fact, and he calls them just before lunch.
“Wagner Homes, this is Isolde, may I help you?” a rich female voice উত্তর the phone.
“Hello, Isolde, my name is Arthur Pendragon. My wife and I are interested in building a house, and we’d like to meet with আপনি about making that happen.”
“That is what we do, Mr. Pendragon,” she says. He can hear the smile in her voice. He smiles himself, remembering that he ব্যক্ত much the same thing to Guinevere, never hoping to dream that she’d wind up being his wife three months later.
“Do আপনি have a lot?” she asks.
“We will after 4 p.m. today,” he says. He tells her the address. He got the exact house number from Alator.
“Oh, yes, I know the place. Those are lovely lots. Can’t beat lake view, right?”
“It’s what sold my wife,” Arthur says.
“I like your wife already, then,” she answers. “When would আপনি be able to come in?”
“Well, my wife and I can meet with আপনি today, if আপনি have an opening. Otherwise it might have to wait. She works Tuesdays and Thursdays, and I’m in court Wednesday.”
He hears her flip through what surely must be an appointment book. “Booked solid today. Will আপনি be done দ্বারা Friday?”
“I’m hopin’ to be, but all depends on how the trial goes, unfortunately. Put us down for Friday, and… wait something’s just been handed to me. Oh. My court time has been pushed to eleven. If আপনি can do Wednesday morning first thing, we can be there.”
“Wednesday at nine will work for us,” she says.
“All right. If we’re not done দ্বারা ten, I’ll have to scoot, but Guinevere should be able to take care of everything দ্বারা that point. That’s my wife, Guinevere.”
“I gathered that,” Isolde chuckles at him. “Arthur and Guinevere Pendragon, nine a.m. Wednesday,” she says, talking while she writes. “Do আপনি have any ideas about what you’re looking for, Mr. Pendragon? Just so I can pull some drawings.”
“Something big. At least… four bedrooms. And a three-car garage.”
“Oh… all right, I’ll see what we can do. Perhaps you’d be interested in a custom প্রথমপাতা instead of going with one of our models?”
“Hmm, I like the sound of custom.”
“I’ll throw a few things together. আপনি threw me with the three-car garage,” she admits, laughing.
“Sorry about that,” Arthur apologizes. “I can’t wait to see.”
“Um, can I ask what your price range is?” Isolde asks. “It will just help me with making preliminary plans, আপনি know. Normally I wouldn’t ask until we meet face to face, but you’ve forced the issue.”
“Ah. Um, the thing with that is, well, we really don’t have a price range,” Arthur says. “And দ্বারা that I mean that money is no object.”
“Oh! Well. That should make things easy, then…” she answers, completely thrown.
“Good. Wednesday morning, then.”
Arthur hangs up and sighs. I am done making phone calls. Shoot. Got to make one more.
He rubs his ear and then picks up the phone again to call Gwen.
xXx
“Lunch, Arthur?” Morgana peeks into his office shortly after noon.
“Sure, আপনি buying?”
“No, আপনি are. Come on,” she says. He laughs and follows her out.
“So, to what do I owe the honor of your company?” Arthur asks as they walk a few blocks to a ভোজনকারী they frequent.
“Haven’t seen much of আপনি since the wedding. আপনি were off half of last week, and I haven’t gotten a chance to talk to আপনি অথবা Gwen since Saturday. And let’s face it, আপনি two were pretty absorbed in each other on Saturday.”
“Well, it was our wedding day,” Arthur says, shoving her lightly. They enter the ভোজনকারী and find a table.
“Yes, yes, I know. Did আপনি like my gift?”
“Which one was yours again?” he asks, knowing perfectly well what it was.
“The fluffy red towels, including the monogrammed ones for decoration,” she says, rolling her eyes.
“Oh yeah, those,” Arthur grins. “They’re very nice, actually. Very soft, thank you.”
They order their usual cheeseburgers, Arthur’s with bacon, Morgana’s with extra cheese.
“So,” Arthur says, “what was all that between আপনি and Merlin?”
Morgana leans back in her seat. “I was wondering when আপনি were going to bring that up.”
“Well?”
“He’s very sweet. Very talented. I like him a lot.”
“I sense a ‘but’ coming.”
“But, we agreed that it wouldn’t work. He doesn’t want to সরানো up here. I don’t want to সরানো down there. Not only that, I kissed him goodbye, and all I could think of was…” she trails off, not sure if she should voice the name to her cousin.
“Alvarr?” Arthur supplies.
“You’ve been talking to Gwen!” Morgana exclaims.
“Maybe I could see it with my own eyes,” Arthur protests.
“Please,” Morgana snorts. Their খাবার arrives and Arthur digs in immediately. “You are the most clueless man in the free world,” she continues. “When আপনি visited the summer before আপনি went to college, the neighbors’ granddaughter Sharon was practically throwing herself at আপনি all week and আপনি were completely oblivious.”
“She was? I just thought she was friendly,” he shrugs, his mouth full.
“Oh, my God, Arthur,” she says, looking at the ceiling. “And Vivian Johanssen? I could hear it over the damn telephone! It’s a good thing Merlin steered her sights to that Andersen fellow so soon after আপনি left অথবা I wouldn’t have been surprised if she would have shown up at the office looking for a job!”
“All right, all right, you’ve made your point,” Arthur says, holding his hands up in surrender.
“Honestly, I’m surprised আপনি managed to nab Gwen,” Morgana teases.
“Well, she wasn’t throwing herself at me. In fact, she was trying to avoid me as much as she could. Romantically speaking.”
“Ah, so that’s the trick,” Morgana says, chuckling. “Ignore আপনি to get your attention.”
“Well, that’s not exactly how it went,” Arthur is laughing now, too.
“I do realize that there was আরো involved, yes,” Morgana says.
“You should talk to him,” Arthur says after a bit.
“Who?”
“Alvarr, genius.”
“I talk to him all the time. He’s as clueless as you.”
“Heh. Try ignoring him, then.”
“Maybe I should,” she says, dipping a French fry into her ketchup.
“He might notice the change, if nothing else.”
“Hmm.”
“I have to admit, I’m a little disappointed that আপনি and Merlin aren’t going to work,” Arthur admits.
“I would have killed him eventually,” Morgana says, smirking.
Arthur laughs again. “Probably.”
xXx
Gwen sits at the রান্নাঘর table, phone to her ear, a pencil and a pad of paper in front of her. She is alternately doodling and taking notes.
“Yes, thank you, Dr. Barrett. I’ll get my transcripts sent over to that address,” she says. She glances at the clock. 3:30. This call is taking longer than I anticipated. “They will? Great. In the meantime, can আপনি send me a brochure অথবা a course catalog so I can see what options I might have? Thank আপনি very much.”
Gwen stands and starts gathering her টাকার থলি and keys. “Yes, the transcripts will be under the name Guinevere Thompson. I just got married… Thank you,” she smiles. “All right, I will call them tomorrow and get that set in motion. Thank আপনি for your time. Have a good afternoon,” she says, trying not to hurry off the phone too much. She grabs her কোট and flies out the door.
Arthur’s head lifts at the soft knock at his office door. Guinevere. “Come,” he beckons.
“Sorry I’m a little late,” Gwen says.
“Only two minutes,” Arthur says, standing and coming over to her. He takes her কোট and hangs it up in a small closet within his office, then pulls her close for a kiss. “Hello,” he purrs. “I’ve missed you.”
“I missed you, too. We’re ridiculous,” Gwen giggles, স্নেহ চুম্বন him again.
“Ridiculously in love,” he counters, leaning her backwards in his arms, dipping her and স্নেহ চুম্বন her.
“Arthur, we’re in your office,” she reminds him.
“The door’s closed.”
“And Mr. Alator is gonna to be here in ten minutes.”
“I could do a lot in nine minutes.”
“Arthur!”
He straightens up and reluctantly loosens his grip.
“I talked to the বিশ্ববিদ্যালয় this afternoon,” she says. She kisses his cheek and moves to sit in one of the guest chairs in his office.
“Oh?”
“Yes, tryin’ to find out what I need to do to get certified to teach here. I need to get my transcripts from Memphis State sent over to UWM and…”
“So আপনি really do want to go back to teaching?” Arthur interrupts.
“Well, yes, I told আপনি that.”
“I know আপনি did, but I guess I wasn’t sure if আপনি were still goin’ to pursue it.”
“I’d like to. I know I don’t need to work, but I do enjoy teaching,” she says.
He smiles. “I would never stop you, আপনি know that. The only thing I want is for আপনি to be happy.”
“Thank you,” Gwen says, smiling at him. “So I’ve gotta get transcripts sent and then someone’ll call me and tell me what courses I need to take. I should be able to work them around my current work schedule. I hope, anyway.”
“You’ll figure it out. You’re a smart woman.” Arthur’s phone rings, and he reaches for it. “Yes? Okay, would আপনি প্রদর্শনী him back? Thank you, Elena.” He looks at Gwen. “Ready to buy a big square of dirt?”
xXx
Wednesday morning, Gwen’s car gives her some trouble, but it starts and they make it to Wagner Homes at the appointed time.
Arthur wisely says nothing about the state of Tom’s old car, just offers a silent prayer that she gets প্রথমপাতা নিরাপদ in the quickly-deteriorating machine.
They enter a nicely-appointed office, which boosts their confidence. It’s not some shack অথবা trailer out in a field somewhere. The company is doing well.
“Mr. and Mrs. Pendragon?” a pretty blonde woman addresses them as they walk in.
“Yes, আপনি must be Isolde,” Arthur says, extending his hand. She shakes it.
“I am,” she smiles, then shakes Gwen’s hand.
“I recognized your voice,” he says. Isolde smiles and leads them through a door.
“Tristan will be with us momentarily. He’s the one you’ll need to talk to; I’m just the lowly assistant.”
“Oh, I’m sure he would be হারিয়ে গেছে without you,” Arthur says knowingly, thinking of Hunith and his father.
“Indeed I would,” a male voice speaks. They turn to see a tall, blonde man, older than Isolde but appearing to be in excellent shape, striding in with a large দফতর under his arm. “Tristan Wagner,” he introduces himself.
“Arthur Pendragon,” Arthur says. He waits until Tristan unloads onto a table, then shakes the man’s hand. “And yes, before আপনি ask, I am related to ‘that lawyer guy.’”
Tristan laughs. “Get that a lot, do you?”
“Only in the মাস অথবা so we’ve been here,” he says, chuckling as well. “My wife, Guinevere,” Arthur introduces.
“Gwen,” Gwen corrects automatically, shaking Tristan’s hand.
“Please, sit. Coffee?”
“I’d প্রণয় some,” Arthur says.
“Mrs. Pendragon?” Isolde asks.
“No thank you,” Gwen says.
“Can I get আপনি something different? Tea? কমলা juice?”
“Water would be lovely, thank you. Don’t go to any trouble, now.”
“Mr. Pendragon, cream, sugar?”
“Black, thanks.”
Isolde disappears and Tristan begins speaking. “So, Isolde has told me that you’re looking for something big. Four bedrooms at least, three-car garage, I believe is what she said.”
“Three?” Gwen asks, looking at Arthur. He grins sheepishly, and she narrows her eyes at him. “You’re gonna buy yourself another Corvette, ain’t you?”
“I miss it,” he admits. “And if I buy one up here, it’s goin’ to need to stay indoors during the cold weather months. And for that, we need গ্যারেজ space.”
“We could park one of the other…”
“Darlin’, what’s the point of havin’ a গ্যারেজ if আপনি can’t put your cars inside it? I’m not spendin’ all this money so one of us can park outside in the winter.”
Gwen thinks a moment. Damn, he’s got a point. He’s really been thinking about this, too. “Fine, আপনি win. But I want one o’ those garages that’s attached to the house, then, so we don’t have to go out in the weather after parkin’ in the গ্যারেজ to get to the house,” she declares.
Tristan watches the two of them with a look of knowing amusement on his face. “We can certainly do that, Mrs. Pendragon,” he says. “And three-car garages are a bit unusual, but it’s definitely doable as well. It’ll likely have to be a two-car door and a one-car, অথবা three separate single doors, depending on the design. They don’t make three-car গ্যারেজ doors; they’d be much too wide.”
Isolde returns with black coffee for Arthur, water for Gwen, and coffee that looks nearly half cream for Tristan. She disappears again, to a ডেস্ক in the front.
Tristan first shows them some model designs, explaining how they’d have to customize to meet their needs. There is one that appeals to Gwen, and they set it aside.
“And I drew these up as well,” Tristan says, প্রদর্শিত হচ্ছে them some much rougher নকশা plans. “If আপনি were interested in a custom design.”
“Yes, very much,” Arthur says, leaning in.
He has two options for them, both lovely, both huge. Five bedrooms. Large kitchen, large living room. One has a two-sided fireplace. Three bathrooms.
“Oh, I want one of those master bedrooms that has its own bathroom,” Arthur says. “Do either of these have that?” He leans in and studies the floor plans.
“They both do,” Tristan says, pointing. “Two sinks, one for you, one for her.”
“I like that,” Gwen says. Arthur gives her a pouty look. “I’m already tired o’ brushin’ my teeth into your whisker trimmings,” she declares.
They pore over the designs a bit more, and Arthur glances at his watch. “Oh. I need to go; I’m due in court in an hour,” he says, standing. “Guinevere, আপনি pick whatever আপনি want. As long as I have my big গ্যারেজ and my private bathroom, I’m happy. And if you’re happy, I’m overjoyed.”
“Good luck in court, Baby,” Gwen says, স্নেহ চুম্বন him quickly and shyly when he bends down to her upturned face.
“I’ll call আপনি later,” he says. “Tristan, she’s in charge,” Arthur nods, grinning.
“They always are, my friend,” Tristan chuckles, shaking Arthur’s hand. Arthur dashes out the door and they hear him quickly say goodbye to Isolde out front.
“So, Mrs. Pendragon,” Tristan starts.
“Gwen, please,” she interrupts him.
“All right. Gwen, is there one আপনি prefer over the other? Oh, and do আপনি prefer these over the model that আপনি liked?”
“I do like these better than the model, yes,” Gwen says. “I like the idea, too, of havin’ somethin’ that’s uniquely ours, somethin’ that no one else has.”
Tristan looks at her a moment. “Where are আপনি two from, anyway? I hear the accent, and I keep getting distracted and forget to ask.”
“Memphis,” Gwen says. “We’ve been here about a মাস and a half.”
“And how long have আপনি been married?”
“About a week and a half,” she says, smiling. “And yes, before আপনি ask, we moved up here special so we could get married. It ain’t legal down there, আপনি know. Marryin’ outside your race.”
“You seem like you’ve been together a very long time, the way আপনি act together. If আপনি don’t mind my saying. Isolde and I have been married ten years, so I’m only talking from personal experience,” he says with a smile.
“We met at the end of August. This year,” Gwen laughs.
“You’re kidding.”
“We’ve been through a lot together.”
“I can imagine,” he says. She doesn’t elaborate, so he forges on with business. “So, do আপনি have a preference?” He points to the plans again. She studies them both, flipping to the front view, then to the interior layouts, scowling in concentration.
“I like this one,” she finally declares, pointing to the সেকেন্ড one, with the two-sided fireplace. “But…”
“Yes?” he asks.
She flips back to the front view. “The front needs somethin’. I know আপনি ব্যক্ত these were rough drawings, but… আপনি know what I love? I প্রণয় those Tudor style houses, with the beams…”
Tristan looks at the drawing. He turns it towards him a moment, studying it, his hand over his mouth, thinking. “You have a good eye, Gwen…” he mutters through his fingers. Then he reaches for a pencil and makes some changes to the front, drawing a few details. He spins the নকশা back to face Gwen.
She smiles. “Yes. And some stone… there.” She points.
Tristan furrows his brow and spins the নকশা back. He stares at it. “Do আপনি want a job?” he asks. Gwen just laughs.
xXx
Arthur wins his case and wins some recognition in the civil rights community. Gwen makes several trips back and forth to the builder’s office, and they finally get the plans nailed down. Tristan even calls the নকশা “The Guinevere” in Gwen’s honor, since she had so much input in the final version. She allowed it only after he promised not to build it for anyone else.
The week before Christmas, Arthur comes প্রথমপাতা to find Gwen asleep on the couch, curled up in his Harvard সোয়েটার that she has commandeered as her own. He can smell pot roast. He peeks in the oven, and it looks fine, perfect, actually, and he turns the চুলা off, leaving the roast inside.
“Guinevere,” he says softly, স্নেহ চুম্বন her temple and brushing a lock of her hair away from her face.
“Mmm,” she mumbles, scrunching her shoulders.
“Guinevere, darlin’, wake up,” he says, স্নেহ চুম্বন her again. “I turned off the oven.” I don’t want her to think I’m waking her just so she can finish cooking my dinner.
She sits bolt upright. “Oh no! The roast!” she exclaims, suddenly wide awake.
“It’s fine,” he says, sitting beside her now. “I checked it, and it’s not burnt অথবা anything.”
“I don’t know why I fell asleep… I was just so worn out,” she says.
“Didn’t sleep well last night?” he asks, wrapping his arm around her.
“No, I slept fine,” she says, resting her head on his shoulder. “I hope I’m not comin’ down with something.”
“Me, too. Don’t want to be sick at Christmas,” he says.
“Definitely not. I’m supposed to sing on বড়দিন Eve, আপনি know. A solo.”
“I remember. I’m lookin’ অগ্রবর্তী to it,” he says, smiling.
She stands. “You’re probably hungry,” she says.
“Take your time, I’m fine,” he answers, pulling his tie from his neck.
“I’m starving,” she says.
Two days later, just after Arthur leaves for work, Gwen’s breakfast leaves her stomach the way it came in.
“Dammit, I am gettin’ sick,” she mutters, sitting on the bathroom floor, waiting for another wave. Another wave doesn’t come, and she realizes she feels better. Did I eat something bad? She goes into the রান্নাঘর and checks the milk. Doesn’t expire for several আরো days. I know ডিনার was fine last night. I’ll call Arthur in a bit when he’s at the office and see how he’s feeling.
She knows she has to go to Wagner Homes today, and glances at the calendar to নিশ্চিত the time. Then she stares at the calendar. She stares for a long time. She flips back to November, trying to remember exactly when…
Gwen counts. She counts again. She counts a third time. Then she goes back to the bathroom and pees, checking.
Could I be? Already?
Well, we have been… nearly every night since we were married… She blushes at the thought.
She dazedly walks back to the kitchen, picks up the phone, and dials.
“Hello?”
“Hi, Aunt Alice, this is Gwen.”
“Gwen, nice to hear your voice!” Alice exclaims. “But something’s wrong. What’s wrong, dear?”
Can’t hide anything from her. “Well, nothing’s wrong, exactly. I don’t think. I’m not sure…”
It’s a blessing, if I am, but it’s still a worry, for several reasons.
“What is it, dear? You’re scaring me a little now.”
“Can আপনি recommend a doctor?” Gwen blurts.
“A doctor! Are আপনি sick?”
“Not exactly sick. আরো like… late.”
“Already?”
Part 28: link
“No, Mr. Alator, we don’t need financing, we intend to buy the lot outright. Yes, that’s correct.”
Arthur taps his pencil on his calendar Monday morning as he listens to the land developer telling him that what he’s doing is very unusual.
“Unusual, yes, but it’s possible. I have the funds, I assure you.”
He picks a piece of egg out from under his fingernail. How did that get there? “Excellent. Today, if possible… The largest of the three lots, yes… Four o’clock? That should be fine.”
“You’ll bring the paperwork here? Great, my wife will appreciate that; she’s still learnin’ her way around some. Pendragon Law, downtown, yes. Oh, before I let আপনি go, are there any builders আপনি can recommend?”
He jots down the names Alator gives him, deciding he’s going to cross-reference them with Gaius’ recommendations.
“Thank you. See আপনি at four.”
Arthur presses the button to hang up the phone, keeping the receiver to his ear as he dials Guinevere.
She’s very excited, and almost drops the phone.
“Oh, and he gave me the name of a few builders. I’ll talk to Uncle and see who he recommends, and if any of them match up, we’ll give them a call.”
“That sounds good. Um…”
“Yes?”
“I just had a thought this mornin’. Why don’t আপনি call Mr. Helios, too, and see if he has any recommendations for builders? He wouldn’t recommend someone like Mr. Borden, আপনি can bank on that.”
Another phone call, Arthur thinks, but he knows she’s right. “I’ll do that. See আপনি at four?”
“I’ll be there at 3:45,” she says.
“Even better,” he smiles. “You remember how to get here?”
“Yes, Arthur, I actually know my way around better than আপনি realize. I don’t stay প্রথমপাতা all দিন long on my days off, আপনি know,” she gently chides.
“Oh, right, sorry,” he chuckles. “All right, darlin’, I’m gonna go talk to Uncle and call Isaac. And then maybe I’ll get around to preparin’ this case I’m supposed to be workin’ on.”
“Yes, don’t forget to earn your keep, Baby. আপনি don’t need to rush, আপনি know. Don’t neglect your job just ’cause you’re excited about this house.”
“I won’t. Besides, once we get everything set, I’m puttin’ আপনি in charge.”
“What?”
“Yep. Gotta go. See আপনি this afternoon. প্রণয় you.”
“Love you, too.”
xXx
The one name in common between all three sources was Wagner Homes. Gaius assured Arthur that it was run দ্বারা a lovely couple that treated people well. Helios informed him that they employ colored and white workers equally and pay them equally and fairly, based on experience and skill, not on skin color.
He would know, Arthur allowed, once again humbled দ্বারা his lack of connections in this town. Yet. I’ll get there.
He knows Guinevere will be happy with a company that treats people with fairness and equality. He’s quite happy about that himself, in fact, and he calls them just before lunch.
“Wagner Homes, this is Isolde, may I help you?” a rich female voice উত্তর the phone.
“Hello, Isolde, my name is Arthur Pendragon. My wife and I are interested in building a house, and we’d like to meet with আপনি about making that happen.”
“That is what we do, Mr. Pendragon,” she says. He can hear the smile in her voice. He smiles himself, remembering that he ব্যক্ত much the same thing to Guinevere, never hoping to dream that she’d wind up being his wife three months later.
“Do আপনি have a lot?” she asks.
“We will after 4 p.m. today,” he says. He tells her the address. He got the exact house number from Alator.
“Oh, yes, I know the place. Those are lovely lots. Can’t beat lake view, right?”
“It’s what sold my wife,” Arthur says.
“I like your wife already, then,” she answers. “When would আপনি be able to come in?”
“Well, my wife and I can meet with আপনি today, if আপনি have an opening. Otherwise it might have to wait. She works Tuesdays and Thursdays, and I’m in court Wednesday.”
He hears her flip through what surely must be an appointment book. “Booked solid today. Will আপনি be done দ্বারা Friday?”
“I’m hopin’ to be, but all depends on how the trial goes, unfortunately. Put us down for Friday, and… wait something’s just been handed to me. Oh. My court time has been pushed to eleven. If আপনি can do Wednesday morning first thing, we can be there.”
“Wednesday at nine will work for us,” she says.
“All right. If we’re not done দ্বারা ten, I’ll have to scoot, but Guinevere should be able to take care of everything দ্বারা that point. That’s my wife, Guinevere.”
“I gathered that,” Isolde chuckles at him. “Arthur and Guinevere Pendragon, nine a.m. Wednesday,” she says, talking while she writes. “Do আপনি have any ideas about what you’re looking for, Mr. Pendragon? Just so I can pull some drawings.”
“Something big. At least… four bedrooms. And a three-car garage.”
“Oh… all right, I’ll see what we can do. Perhaps you’d be interested in a custom প্রথমপাতা instead of going with one of our models?”
“Hmm, I like the sound of custom.”
“I’ll throw a few things together. আপনি threw me with the three-car garage,” she admits, laughing.
“Sorry about that,” Arthur apologizes. “I can’t wait to see.”
“Um, can I ask what your price range is?” Isolde asks. “It will just help me with making preliminary plans, আপনি know. Normally I wouldn’t ask until we meet face to face, but you’ve forced the issue.”
“Ah. Um, the thing with that is, well, we really don’t have a price range,” Arthur says. “And দ্বারা that I mean that money is no object.”
“Oh! Well. That should make things easy, then…” she answers, completely thrown.
“Good. Wednesday morning, then.”
Arthur hangs up and sighs. I am done making phone calls. Shoot. Got to make one more.
He rubs his ear and then picks up the phone again to call Gwen.
xXx
“Lunch, Arthur?” Morgana peeks into his office shortly after noon.
“Sure, আপনি buying?”
“No, আপনি are. Come on,” she says. He laughs and follows her out.
“So, to what do I owe the honor of your company?” Arthur asks as they walk a few blocks to a ভোজনকারী they frequent.
“Haven’t seen much of আপনি since the wedding. আপনি were off half of last week, and I haven’t gotten a chance to talk to আপনি অথবা Gwen since Saturday. And let’s face it, আপনি two were pretty absorbed in each other on Saturday.”
“Well, it was our wedding day,” Arthur says, shoving her lightly. They enter the ভোজনকারী and find a table.
“Yes, yes, I know. Did আপনি like my gift?”
“Which one was yours again?” he asks, knowing perfectly well what it was.
“The fluffy red towels, including the monogrammed ones for decoration,” she says, rolling her eyes.
“Oh yeah, those,” Arthur grins. “They’re very nice, actually. Very soft, thank you.”
They order their usual cheeseburgers, Arthur’s with bacon, Morgana’s with extra cheese.
“So,” Arthur says, “what was all that between আপনি and Merlin?”
Morgana leans back in her seat. “I was wondering when আপনি were going to bring that up.”
“Well?”
“He’s very sweet. Very talented. I like him a lot.”
“I sense a ‘but’ coming.”
“But, we agreed that it wouldn’t work. He doesn’t want to সরানো up here. I don’t want to সরানো down there. Not only that, I kissed him goodbye, and all I could think of was…” she trails off, not sure if she should voice the name to her cousin.
“Alvarr?” Arthur supplies.
“You’ve been talking to Gwen!” Morgana exclaims.
“Maybe I could see it with my own eyes,” Arthur protests.
“Please,” Morgana snorts. Their খাবার arrives and Arthur digs in immediately. “You are the most clueless man in the free world,” she continues. “When আপনি visited the summer before আপনি went to college, the neighbors’ granddaughter Sharon was practically throwing herself at আপনি all week and আপনি were completely oblivious.”
“She was? I just thought she was friendly,” he shrugs, his mouth full.
“Oh, my God, Arthur,” she says, looking at the ceiling. “And Vivian Johanssen? I could hear it over the damn telephone! It’s a good thing Merlin steered her sights to that Andersen fellow so soon after আপনি left অথবা I wouldn’t have been surprised if she would have shown up at the office looking for a job!”
“All right, all right, you’ve made your point,” Arthur says, holding his hands up in surrender.
“Honestly, I’m surprised আপনি managed to nab Gwen,” Morgana teases.
“Well, she wasn’t throwing herself at me. In fact, she was trying to avoid me as much as she could. Romantically speaking.”
“Ah, so that’s the trick,” Morgana says, chuckling. “Ignore আপনি to get your attention.”
“Well, that’s not exactly how it went,” Arthur is laughing now, too.
“I do realize that there was আরো involved, yes,” Morgana says.
“You should talk to him,” Arthur says after a bit.
“Who?”
“Alvarr, genius.”
“I talk to him all the time. He’s as clueless as you.”
“Heh. Try ignoring him, then.”
“Maybe I should,” she says, dipping a French fry into her ketchup.
“He might notice the change, if nothing else.”
“Hmm.”
“I have to admit, I’m a little disappointed that আপনি and Merlin aren’t going to work,” Arthur admits.
“I would have killed him eventually,” Morgana says, smirking.
Arthur laughs again. “Probably.”
xXx
Gwen sits at the রান্নাঘর table, phone to her ear, a pencil and a pad of paper in front of her. She is alternately doodling and taking notes.
“Yes, thank you, Dr. Barrett. I’ll get my transcripts sent over to that address,” she says. She glances at the clock. 3:30. This call is taking longer than I anticipated. “They will? Great. In the meantime, can আপনি send me a brochure অথবা a course catalog so I can see what options I might have? Thank আপনি very much.”
Gwen stands and starts gathering her টাকার থলি and keys. “Yes, the transcripts will be under the name Guinevere Thompson. I just got married… Thank you,” she smiles. “All right, I will call them tomorrow and get that set in motion. Thank আপনি for your time. Have a good afternoon,” she says, trying not to hurry off the phone too much. She grabs her কোট and flies out the door.
Arthur’s head lifts at the soft knock at his office door. Guinevere. “Come,” he beckons.
“Sorry I’m a little late,” Gwen says.
“Only two minutes,” Arthur says, standing and coming over to her. He takes her কোট and hangs it up in a small closet within his office, then pulls her close for a kiss. “Hello,” he purrs. “I’ve missed you.”
“I missed you, too. We’re ridiculous,” Gwen giggles, স্নেহ চুম্বন him again.
“Ridiculously in love,” he counters, leaning her backwards in his arms, dipping her and স্নেহ চুম্বন her.
“Arthur, we’re in your office,” she reminds him.
“The door’s closed.”
“And Mr. Alator is gonna to be here in ten minutes.”
“I could do a lot in nine minutes.”
“Arthur!”
He straightens up and reluctantly loosens his grip.
“I talked to the বিশ্ববিদ্যালয় this afternoon,” she says. She kisses his cheek and moves to sit in one of the guest chairs in his office.
“Oh?”
“Yes, tryin’ to find out what I need to do to get certified to teach here. I need to get my transcripts from Memphis State sent over to UWM and…”
“So আপনি really do want to go back to teaching?” Arthur interrupts.
“Well, yes, I told আপনি that.”
“I know আপনি did, but I guess I wasn’t sure if আপনি were still goin’ to pursue it.”
“I’d like to. I know I don’t need to work, but I do enjoy teaching,” she says.
He smiles. “I would never stop you, আপনি know that. The only thing I want is for আপনি to be happy.”
“Thank you,” Gwen says, smiling at him. “So I’ve gotta get transcripts sent and then someone’ll call me and tell me what courses I need to take. I should be able to work them around my current work schedule. I hope, anyway.”
“You’ll figure it out. You’re a smart woman.” Arthur’s phone rings, and he reaches for it. “Yes? Okay, would আপনি প্রদর্শনী him back? Thank you, Elena.” He looks at Gwen. “Ready to buy a big square of dirt?”
xXx
Wednesday morning, Gwen’s car gives her some trouble, but it starts and they make it to Wagner Homes at the appointed time.
Arthur wisely says nothing about the state of Tom’s old car, just offers a silent prayer that she gets প্রথমপাতা নিরাপদ in the quickly-deteriorating machine.
They enter a nicely-appointed office, which boosts their confidence. It’s not some shack অথবা trailer out in a field somewhere. The company is doing well.
“Mr. and Mrs. Pendragon?” a pretty blonde woman addresses them as they walk in.
“Yes, আপনি must be Isolde,” Arthur says, extending his hand. She shakes it.
“I am,” she smiles, then shakes Gwen’s hand.
“I recognized your voice,” he says. Isolde smiles and leads them through a door.
“Tristan will be with us momentarily. He’s the one you’ll need to talk to; I’m just the lowly assistant.”
“Oh, I’m sure he would be হারিয়ে গেছে without you,” Arthur says knowingly, thinking of Hunith and his father.
“Indeed I would,” a male voice speaks. They turn to see a tall, blonde man, older than Isolde but appearing to be in excellent shape, striding in with a large দফতর under his arm. “Tristan Wagner,” he introduces himself.
“Arthur Pendragon,” Arthur says. He waits until Tristan unloads onto a table, then shakes the man’s hand. “And yes, before আপনি ask, I am related to ‘that lawyer guy.’”
Tristan laughs. “Get that a lot, do you?”
“Only in the মাস অথবা so we’ve been here,” he says, chuckling as well. “My wife, Guinevere,” Arthur introduces.
“Gwen,” Gwen corrects automatically, shaking Tristan’s hand.
“Please, sit. Coffee?”
“I’d প্রণয় some,” Arthur says.
“Mrs. Pendragon?” Isolde asks.
“No thank you,” Gwen says.
“Can I get আপনি something different? Tea? কমলা juice?”
“Water would be lovely, thank you. Don’t go to any trouble, now.”
“Mr. Pendragon, cream, sugar?”
“Black, thanks.”
Isolde disappears and Tristan begins speaking. “So, Isolde has told me that you’re looking for something big. Four bedrooms at least, three-car garage, I believe is what she said.”
“Three?” Gwen asks, looking at Arthur. He grins sheepishly, and she narrows her eyes at him. “You’re gonna buy yourself another Corvette, ain’t you?”
“I miss it,” he admits. “And if I buy one up here, it’s goin’ to need to stay indoors during the cold weather months. And for that, we need গ্যারেজ space.”
“We could park one of the other…”
“Darlin’, what’s the point of havin’ a গ্যারেজ if আপনি can’t put your cars inside it? I’m not spendin’ all this money so one of us can park outside in the winter.”
Gwen thinks a moment. Damn, he’s got a point. He’s really been thinking about this, too. “Fine, আপনি win. But I want one o’ those garages that’s attached to the house, then, so we don’t have to go out in the weather after parkin’ in the গ্যারেজ to get to the house,” she declares.
Tristan watches the two of them with a look of knowing amusement on his face. “We can certainly do that, Mrs. Pendragon,” he says. “And three-car garages are a bit unusual, but it’s definitely doable as well. It’ll likely have to be a two-car door and a one-car, অথবা three separate single doors, depending on the design. They don’t make three-car গ্যারেজ doors; they’d be much too wide.”
Isolde returns with black coffee for Arthur, water for Gwen, and coffee that looks nearly half cream for Tristan. She disappears again, to a ডেস্ক in the front.
Tristan first shows them some model designs, explaining how they’d have to customize to meet their needs. There is one that appeals to Gwen, and they set it aside.
“And I drew these up as well,” Tristan says, প্রদর্শিত হচ্ছে them some much rougher নকশা plans. “If আপনি were interested in a custom design.”
“Yes, very much,” Arthur says, leaning in.
He has two options for them, both lovely, both huge. Five bedrooms. Large kitchen, large living room. One has a two-sided fireplace. Three bathrooms.
“Oh, I want one of those master bedrooms that has its own bathroom,” Arthur says. “Do either of these have that?” He leans in and studies the floor plans.
“They both do,” Tristan says, pointing. “Two sinks, one for you, one for her.”
“I like that,” Gwen says. Arthur gives her a pouty look. “I’m already tired o’ brushin’ my teeth into your whisker trimmings,” she declares.
They pore over the designs a bit more, and Arthur glances at his watch. “Oh. I need to go; I’m due in court in an hour,” he says, standing. “Guinevere, আপনি pick whatever আপনি want. As long as I have my big গ্যারেজ and my private bathroom, I’m happy. And if you’re happy, I’m overjoyed.”
“Good luck in court, Baby,” Gwen says, স্নেহ চুম্বন him quickly and shyly when he bends down to her upturned face.
“I’ll call আপনি later,” he says. “Tristan, she’s in charge,” Arthur nods, grinning.
“They always are, my friend,” Tristan chuckles, shaking Arthur’s hand. Arthur dashes out the door and they hear him quickly say goodbye to Isolde out front.
“So, Mrs. Pendragon,” Tristan starts.
“Gwen, please,” she interrupts him.
“All right. Gwen, is there one আপনি prefer over the other? Oh, and do আপনি prefer these over the model that আপনি liked?”
“I do like these better than the model, yes,” Gwen says. “I like the idea, too, of havin’ somethin’ that’s uniquely ours, somethin’ that no one else has.”
Tristan looks at her a moment. “Where are আপনি two from, anyway? I hear the accent, and I keep getting distracted and forget to ask.”
“Memphis,” Gwen says. “We’ve been here about a মাস and a half.”
“And how long have আপনি been married?”
“About a week and a half,” she says, smiling. “And yes, before আপনি ask, we moved up here special so we could get married. It ain’t legal down there, আপনি know. Marryin’ outside your race.”
“You seem like you’ve been together a very long time, the way আপনি act together. If আপনি don’t mind my saying. Isolde and I have been married ten years, so I’m only talking from personal experience,” he says with a smile.
“We met at the end of August. This year,” Gwen laughs.
“You’re kidding.”
“We’ve been through a lot together.”
“I can imagine,” he says. She doesn’t elaborate, so he forges on with business. “So, do আপনি have a preference?” He points to the plans again. She studies them both, flipping to the front view, then to the interior layouts, scowling in concentration.
“I like this one,” she finally declares, pointing to the সেকেন্ড one, with the two-sided fireplace. “But…”
“Yes?” he asks.
She flips back to the front view. “The front needs somethin’. I know আপনি ব্যক্ত these were rough drawings, but… আপনি know what I love? I প্রণয় those Tudor style houses, with the beams…”
Tristan looks at the drawing. He turns it towards him a moment, studying it, his hand over his mouth, thinking. “You have a good eye, Gwen…” he mutters through his fingers. Then he reaches for a pencil and makes some changes to the front, drawing a few details. He spins the নকশা back to face Gwen.
She smiles. “Yes. And some stone… there.” She points.
Tristan furrows his brow and spins the নকশা back. He stares at it. “Do আপনি want a job?” he asks. Gwen just laughs.
xXx
Arthur wins his case and wins some recognition in the civil rights community. Gwen makes several trips back and forth to the builder’s office, and they finally get the plans nailed down. Tristan even calls the নকশা “The Guinevere” in Gwen’s honor, since she had so much input in the final version. She allowed it only after he promised not to build it for anyone else.
The week before Christmas, Arthur comes প্রথমপাতা to find Gwen asleep on the couch, curled up in his Harvard সোয়েটার that she has commandeered as her own. He can smell pot roast. He peeks in the oven, and it looks fine, perfect, actually, and he turns the চুলা off, leaving the roast inside.
“Guinevere,” he says softly, স্নেহ চুম্বন her temple and brushing a lock of her hair away from her face.
“Mmm,” she mumbles, scrunching her shoulders.
“Guinevere, darlin’, wake up,” he says, স্নেহ চুম্বন her again. “I turned off the oven.” I don’t want her to think I’m waking her just so she can finish cooking my dinner.
She sits bolt upright. “Oh no! The roast!” she exclaims, suddenly wide awake.
“It’s fine,” he says, sitting beside her now. “I checked it, and it’s not burnt অথবা anything.”
“I don’t know why I fell asleep… I was just so worn out,” she says.
“Didn’t sleep well last night?” he asks, wrapping his arm around her.
“No, I slept fine,” she says, resting her head on his shoulder. “I hope I’m not comin’ down with something.”
“Me, too. Don’t want to be sick at Christmas,” he says.
“Definitely not. I’m supposed to sing on বড়দিন Eve, আপনি know. A solo.”
“I remember. I’m lookin’ অগ্রবর্তী to it,” he says, smiling.
She stands. “You’re probably hungry,” she says.
“Take your time, I’m fine,” he answers, pulling his tie from his neck.
“I’m starving,” she says.
Two days later, just after Arthur leaves for work, Gwen’s breakfast leaves her stomach the way it came in.
“Dammit, I am gettin’ sick,” she mutters, sitting on the bathroom floor, waiting for another wave. Another wave doesn’t come, and she realizes she feels better. Did I eat something bad? She goes into the রান্নাঘর and checks the milk. Doesn’t expire for several আরো days. I know ডিনার was fine last night. I’ll call Arthur in a bit when he’s at the office and see how he’s feeling.
She knows she has to go to Wagner Homes today, and glances at the calendar to নিশ্চিত the time. Then she stares at the calendar. She stares for a long time. She flips back to November, trying to remember exactly when…
Gwen counts. She counts again. She counts a third time. Then she goes back to the bathroom and pees, checking.
Could I be? Already?
Well, we have been… nearly every night since we were married… She blushes at the thought.
She dazedly walks back to the kitchen, picks up the phone, and dials.
“Hello?”
“Hi, Aunt Alice, this is Gwen.”
“Gwen, nice to hear your voice!” Alice exclaims. “But something’s wrong. What’s wrong, dear?”
Can’t hide anything from her. “Well, nothing’s wrong, exactly. I don’t think. I’m not sure…”
It’s a blessing, if I am, but it’s still a worry, for several reasons.
“What is it, dear? You’re scaring me a little now.”
“Can আপনি recommend a doctor?” Gwen blurts.
“A doctor! Are আপনি sick?”
“Not exactly sick. আরো like… late.”
“Already?”
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