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Joe's New Portrait

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Joe had been standing by the curtains like an anxious teenager waiting for the postman. Now, whether this was for a letter from some girlfriend or the results from the clap clinic didn't matter because Joe's teenage years were a long way behind him. But the level of anxiety/nervous expectancy was about the same, which is the point.

Anyway, the fact that he had scooted from the lounge and was opening the front door by the time the visitor had climbed the steps only went to emphasise his excited state of mind. When, some minutes later, he opened his study door and hollered for the whole household to join him, that same excitement was also apparent in his voice... As was him making Kirsten, and then Annie wait until even Silja had joined them in the hall outside the study door.

When Joe at last let them in it was only at the insistance that they kept their eyes closed until he said it was okay to open them. When that moment came the female three quarters of the household were met with an extremely proud looking Joe and... This hanging on the wall behind his desk.

"Well? What do you think? I even wore a suit and everything."



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Anneka of course clapped her hands and laughed excitedly, running behind the desk to stare up at this huge portrait of her wonderful Poppa.

Kirsten smiled demurely. The last time Joe had worn that suit was at a soiree round at Harvey and Archie's. Joe had been feeling more relaxed than usual and the evening had been wonderful, and the night that followed...  she remembered the waft of the hyper expensive cologne Joe had worn..  


Ah, the rosed glasses of a romantic soul. 


Above Anneka's clapping and laughs, even above the soft nostalgic sigh which Kirsten breathed.

Silja failed to stop the snort...

"Bloody hell ! You wouldn't be wanting to be buying a used car from that guy now would you?

Iss eggsackertly wot I said .....    Idd-eee- oot !

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Joe slid his right arm around Kirsten's waist and she allowed herself to be pulled close. Meanwhile, with his left hand, Joe was frantically signaling Silja to stop Annie climbing on his desk.

While Silja collected the protesting Anneka Kirsten tipped her head to one side.

"You know," she said, looking at the portrait. "You could maybe have smiled."

Joe frowned, looking a little crestfallen.

"I AM smiling."

Kirsten planted a kiss on top of Joe's head.

"Of course you are sweetie. It must just be the light hmmm?"

Stick with me kid and you'll be farting through silk.

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