On that first day in their new home Hubert took a look around, then buried his face in Lillian's shoulder. "God, Lillian," he said, "this is terrible."
She caught her short upper lip between her teeth and bit it hard. Then she said, "Sure, it's terrible. Wait till we get the pictures up. It'll look better then."
She shook herself free of him and ran for a hammer.
It wouldn't be for long. Oh, God, it couldn't be for long!
