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Study and
Conversation Chapter 22 “How
many kids do you want?” Patrick stared at her. “Four,” he said. “Okay, how
many cars do you want?” He smiled. “I want as many cars as I can possibly
afford. I’m a guy. Duh!” She laughed. “Okay, okay, that was dumb. Let me be more
specific. How many useful, functioning vehicles do you think a household with
one husband and one wife should need as a minimum for comfort and
convenience?” Patrick sighed patiently. “Four!”
he said. “Okay, maybe that conversation ought to be dropped. Let’s go on to
another topic.” Patrick held up his hand. “Hold on a minute. Are we going to
go over a list of questions? And what are you taking out of your pocket?” He
looked amused and slightly exasperated. Christa
stopped fishing through her pants pocket and smiled up at him. “Listen, the
times we’ve been together have been torture. We’re both concentrating on our
feelings and on how much we want to get closer. Well, this is a way we can
actually get to know one another better without physical contact. And we can
begin to resolve any issues early in our relationship, before they have a
chance to grow into problems.” Patrick
smiled and took her hand. “Okay, then, ask away. And is that a list? Gee, you’re
taking this seriously.” She nodded. “Some of these questions are very
serious. Others, I will admit, stem purely out of curiosity.” The
list was long, and Patrick and Christa learned much about one another. Colby
walked in on the tail end of a conversation that went something like this: “How
do you feel about boogers?” “Boogers!” “Yes,
are you one of those people who absolutely must have a tissue?” He nodded
tentatively. “Or are you one of those who say if the booger’s dry, you’ll
just pick it and roll it around on your finger for a while?” He smiled and
nodded there, recognizing himself. “Ew!” She shuddered. “That’s so disgusting. Just remember
that when you touch me, you should never have touched a booger first. In
fact, just wash your hands anytime you’re going anywhere near my face with
those things.” She looked at his hands as if they might contain polluting
properties. Patrick
smiled at Christa. “Okay, I get it. No boogers. I will do all my booger
picking in secret, hiding my habit behind a veil of silence.” She nodded
emphatically, seeming relieved. “Exactly!” As
Christa began reading over the rest of the list, Patrick continued answering,
but he slowly began commenting on her appearance when he gave his answers.
His comments grew increasingly more romantic, until Christa found herself
staring at him. She stood transfixed while Patrick came close and kissed her.
“My
hands are on your face,” he whispered, breaking the spell. “Ugh! Gross! Cut
that out, Patrick. That wasn’t fair. That wasn’t fair at all!” He tickled her
and she laughed. “See?
You didn’t catch any dreaded disease?” She pushed him playfully away from
her. “Not that you know of. These things can take weeks to develop.” He
smiled with mischief. “Do you know that the mouth has far more germs than the
nose?” She shook her head. “That’s good to know,” she said. ”Now I won’t be
so tempted to kiss you.” At
his place by the door, Colby said, “Amen. Good thought.” They both jumped in
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