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acknowledged wryly.
    “Was there ever any doubt?” Sven answered with a grin. “Liam, you have the job. You can start tomorrow.”
    “The most important thing you need to know about working for these two,” Judith told Liam, “is always knock. If you’ve left them alone for more than thirty seconds, don’t enter a room without knocking or shouting. Or buy a bull horn.”
    * * *
    “There? In the front room? In the middle of the day?”
    Astrid poured Liam a glass of milk and topped up her wine. “Are you sure?”
    “Mother, there was no mistaking what they’d been up to. Judith went off right away to order blinds for the big window. She said the neighbours shouldn’t see Sunny and Sven naked before they’d been formally introduced.” He choked back a laugh. “I never knew old married people were so randy. And her pregnant! Judith said it’s worse when she’s pregnant.”
    Astrid shook away the image of Sven making love to his pregnant wife.
    “But I thought the job was to work with Sven on the screenplay. I didn’t know you were going to be Sunny’s errand boy.” Astrid couldn’t keep the sneer out of her voice.
    “He says I can help him in the afternoon, when she goes for her nap. And other times too. I’m looking forward to it. The money’s good and I think it could be fun. Plus Sven says he will teach me some stuff about the movies, maybe even introduce me to some of the people he knows. It can’t hurt. Tomorrow he has an interview on NVK-TV. I get to tag along.”
    “I never knew you wanted to be an actor.”
    “I do and I don’t. It would be interesting just to see if I could do it. I may even take an evening drama class at the university.”
    “I haven’t seen you so excited in a while.”
    “They’re exciting.”
    Astrid grimaced and took another swig of wine.
    * * *
    “So how was the interview?” Sven and Liam pulled up stools while Sunny ladled out bowls of chilli and took the cast-iron skillet with fresh cornbread out of the oven.
    “Good,” said Sven with a full mouth, holding the baby in one arm.
    “Don’t give Bliss chilli, she’ll get the runs. I made it kind of spicy. And don’t give it to the dog either. Her emissions can be deadly.”
    Sven smiled down at the hopeful canine face. “Sorry, Sponge, you heard the boss. How about some cornbread?” He mopped up a bit of chilli and slipped it into the dog’s waiting mouth, ignoring his wife’s glare.
    “So what did you do while we were gone? Lift pianos? Climb the scaffolding to help the painters?”
    “I’ve been good. The front of the house is really coming along. They’ll fix the porch next, so everyone will have to use the back door for a bit. The landscaper came and we went over some ideas. Most of the trees and bushes just need a good pruning but the lilacs are already in bloom. Smell them.” She pushed the vase towards Liam. “Heavenly! I remember lilacs from when I lived in Edmonton with my dad. Oh, and we are going to plant a bed at the back with sunflowers.”
    She hummed along happily to Dépêche Mode and ‘Just Can’t Get Enough.’
    “You look a little tired. Did you have a nap?”
    “Not yet. I need to enrol in Baby and Me swimming classes at the university.”
    “Liam can take care of that. Leave the pots to soak. Come on. I’ll tuck you in. And Bliss too.”
    Liam finished his lunch, surreptitiously slipping the plate onto the floor so the dog could lick the remnants of his chilli. As he loaded the dishwasher, he could hear laughter floating down the kitchen stairs. Soft voices followed by the slow, rhythmic creak of a bed frame. He grinned. Judith hadn’t been exaggerating. He turned up the music and looked for the number for the university, jotting down the times and cost of the various swimming courses.
    * * *
    “Here.”
    Liam ducked as Sven tossed over some running gear. “Those shoes will have to do for today, but you might want to leave a pair here. I need a running