Husbands

We all went to visit our friends, the H's. I like the H's, well I like J actually. He’s the H's son. He’s 13 and is a friend of Gs. I’m going to marry him when he’s older. At the moment he’s a bit too young to marry.

I smile at him. He pulls funny faces. Like everybody else, I want a husband who pulls funny faces. Maybe Little John will be funny when he's older. But I'm not sure. He doesn't even smile yet. Not even when I dance.