"Oh, I'm driving you out."
"No problem. When you get to nine months, you shouldn't be looking around for parking."
"There's my cross country skis and my bike . . ."
"We can put those in the basement. I have a storage area down there."
"It's so cozy here." Jennifer was glowing.
"I bought some chamomile tea."
"Oliver, you're the perfect man—my perfect man—my PM, my Prime
Minister."
"Does that mean you want some?"
"It would be wonderful."
Oliver made tea, thinking that Jennifer had a lot of stuff. Shelves were a necessity. There were two bare walls upstairs. He could buy pine and use the two pieces of walnut for the top shelves. Maybe not. Save the walnut for something else.