Everyone is decorating my house: they paint birds, white and blue (!) splotches on the wall; very uneven - not very attractive; Roxanne drops in. "How can you let them do this?" "I can't do anything about it." I tell her how I often feel uncomfortable with her because she puts me on such a pedestal.
- Father Andrew (with some teeth missing) is in the kitchen drying dishes. "Are you happy Father?" I ask. "No, I'm quite sad to hear them talk I did not believe it could be like that." He smiles - "I am sorry Father-" He leaves and I hear Church songs.