
You know what they say about good intentions...
Usual disclaimers apply.
COURTING
“Sit down, Mick.”
“Ma, I’d love to visit, but I’m due at Lilah’s at nine. Her back porch needs some work and I wanna get to it before the day gets hot.”
“Lilah’s what I want to talk to you about, son. You’ve been spending a lot of time with her lately. The neighbors are starting to talk.”
“They can talk all they want, Ma. I’m lending Lilah a hand, nothing more. Ray wanted...Ray wanted me to take care of her.”
“Is that all you’re doing, Mick? Taking care of her?”
“What else do you think I’m doing, Ma? You think I’m carrying on with my best friend’s widow? She’s not some floozy - she’s still in mourning, for Christ’s sake!”
“There’s no call for that kind of vulgar talk, Mick St. John! You’re not too old for me to wash your mouth out with soap.”
“Sorry, Ma. I swear, I’m not doing anything but a few chores around the place. Sometimes I stay for supper, but that’s it.”
“Mick, I don’t disapprove. Lilah’s a lovely girl and much too young to be alone, and she would make you a good wife. Goodness knows I’m ready for you to settle down. I just want you to court her properly, like a gentleman should.”
“Ma, I love you and I appreciate your concern, but I’m not going to be courting Lilah. I couldn’t do that to Ray. I’m gonna keep my word and take care of her, and that’s it.”