Jesús asks, "Are we going to read the diary today? The one written in Spanish?"
"We can do that this afternoon, during our meeting time, if you want", Carl says.
"Oh yes, the diary. You say you found it in your bedroom last night?" asks Carol.
"I've known about it for sometime. And very fortunately, with help from Jesús, and from Aaron, if he's up to it", "
"We can work as a team, but Jesús is the native Spanish speaker around here", says Aaron.
"But you can still help me with the English translation", says Jesús. "I still struggle a bit, especially with translations."
Francois, still quiet, looks up from the cat he has been stroking nonstop, his eyes widened with curiosity.
"By the way, Jesús, I'm going into town just after coffee with Christopher and Aaron. Would you like to join us?"
"I would, yes, thank you."
"Anyone else? Francois, Carol, my darling little sister?"
"How many bodies do you plan on cramming into that damn little car of yours?" says Melissa.
"Well, you're not big, sis', we could put you in the trunk."
"You even try that, darling male sibling, and your head will be the new hood ornament."
While the rest of us are laughing, Carl merely says, "Well, someone has to take care of home and hearth I suppose."
"That's right", Melissa says primly but with a smile this time. "Women's' work..."
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