““You know what I really want? An arm on a pew. It’s pretty simple, actually.” “An arm on a pew?” “Yeah. Every Sunday I sit with Grady and Colleen, and two rows in front of us are Karl and Ellen Penrose. Those two make me so jealous.” “Karl and Ellen Penrose?” He stifled a chuckle imagining Holly being jealous of the octogenarians. “He always puts his arm on the back of the pew behind her. Nothin’ flashy or showy—just a constant reminder that’s he’s there. That’s what I want. An arm on the pew behind me.””
