"Yes yes, you're right Clara" Fr. Luke softly said; what was he thinking?  A momentary kiss and show of affection so he could get himself or her fired?  He turned away and then, chuckling loud enough for Clara to hear, he quipped, "Hah, the other boys in seminary said if need be, we should all take a cold shower!"  He had hoped his joke would lighten the mood again.<br/><br/>They continued eating.  "Tell you what Clara, let's stop with the paperwork for today, okay?  Why don't you and I go to the shed and get some gardening done.  Why, I could jump on the lawn mower and get this field done in less than an hour and a half; maybe I can give you the grass so you can mulch the flowers?  Or maybe you want to plant your own stuff somewhere.  With both of us busy doing other things, we can just think about the good parts of our friendship and try to restart things right for tomorrow, eh?  What do you say, Clara?"  Fr. Luke said, trying not to look at the beautiful way she had done her hair.