A Woman’s Touch—May Wynn

Bob spent the morning doing the really tough work—like carrying his wardrobe from the car to the apartment. Someone—his lovely mother, I guess—certainly taught that boy to take care of his clothes.

I wasn’t trusted with the sport-shirt collection. “Take something easy that won’t get hurt when you drop it, Butterfingers,” Bob said. “Like the books!” Well, they couldn’t have weighed more than a ton!

A fine woman’s touch this is, huh? But Bob couldn’t have been more thoughtful. He not only gave me the outside to do, he gave me an apron! Also frequent helpful suggestions like, “Elbow grease, girl!”

“Coffee break,” Bob announced. Some break! That boy’s energy even bubbles the coffee over—and he was laughing too hard to turn down the stove! Everything we do seems to tickle Bob.

But when he’s serious he’s like a grave little boy—all dreamy and sweet. He’ll read aloud at the drop of a hat—or the drop of the two of us onto the floor. Half the time don’t listen—just watch his face.

“Enough loafing,” Bob said. “Back to work!”

But at the end—such a very lovely view.

 

It is a quote. MODERN SCREEN MAGAZINE SEPTEMBER 1955