pockets.
"I wish he would," Lisa mumbled.
The reverend could stare a person down in under five seconds. His gaze was penetrating, as if God was watching from behind the same blue eyes he shared with Lorelei. He was giving that look to Lisa right now and Buck had to look away.
"Sorry again, Reverend," she mumbled.
"I know you're hurt, Lisa. But let's try to keep this aboveboard."
"Yes, sir."
Reverend indicated to Buck and Andee that it was their turn.
"You talk," Buck whispered.
"Hi. We're the Swifts. I'm Andee and this is Bucky . . . um, Buck . . . and ah . . . We're here because your daughter made us come," she said the last bit to Reverend Parker.
He tossed back his head and laughed. "So she did. She's bossy like that. But I think it might have something to do with the fight you all were having. Am I wrong?"
Buck shook his head. "No sir. We were certainly having a fight. But is that so unusual?"
"I don't know, Buck, is it? Do you and Andee always fight in public?"
Buck shook his head again. "No sir. Actually, we don't usually fight." He glanced at his wife. "Not since you taught us, back in youth group, how to wait and listen. To pause before we react."
Reverend Parker smiled. "I'm glad some things stuck from back then." Everyone in the room laughed. "If my memory serves, I believe you two were also in those classes." He looked at the Normans.
Kevin planted his elbows on his legs and buried his head in his hands, his nod barely perceivable.
"OK, let's start with a prayer and get to working on making each other happy."
Everyone bowed their heads, and Buck could see Andee's lips moving. He wondered if she was adding her own little silent prayer at the end of the group's.
"OK, first assignment is to take eight pictures. " The reverend pulled a stack of paper off the table. "I'll give each of you one of these. You're to answer the questions by using a photo. I assume you all have smartphones. I know the Browns have done this before, so I ask that they try to reach deep for more thoughtful answers." Reverend Parker walked around the room and handed out one piece of paper per person. "Do not share your list with your spouse or soon-to-be spouse."
Desperate for a lifeline, a way to ease his wife into what he hoped would be a successful journey they would share, Buck said his own prayer before opening the paper and reading the instructions.
Be creative. Use pictures, screenshots, or any other sort of image that answers these questions with only one picture. Be prepared to explain it. You have thirty minutes.
1. Where did you go on your first date?
2. Where did you go on your last date?
3. What's one thing your spouse loves more than anything?
4. What's one thing you love more than anything?
5. Where was the last place you shared a laugh?
6. What is your spouse's goal?
7. What is their dream?
8. What is your dream?
GO!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Ready to escape a room heavy with confusion and uncertainty, Andee jumped up and looked around the room. Reading the word GO had prompted her fight or flight system into action. It was do-or-die time, as Buck would say, and she was torn on what to do. She should fly away and hope to avoid the issue. Maybe she could live with the missionary position the rest of her life. It wasn't that the sex was bad or anything. Oh, who was she kidding. There was nothing wrong with their missionary sex; it was the feeling of being shut out of his life that had her knees quivering. Watching him avoid his father made her scared he'd do the same to her.
Or did she fight? Truth was she couldn't live with this Buck who wasn't talking to her.
The Browns were already scrolling through their smartphones. The soon-to-be-weds looked like they were surfing Facebook, and the Normans weren't even moving.
How did Lisa feel? Did Kevin seem like a stranger to her? Or worse, did she know him so well that his betrayal cut even deeper? Did pictures only remind her of what