_All Len had to hear was the old gag: "We've never lost a father yet." His child was not even born and it was thoroughly unbearable!_ Len and Moira Connington lived in a rented cottage with a small yard, a smaller garden, and too many fir trees. The lawn, which Len seldom had time to mow, was full of weeds, and the garden was overgrown with blackberry brambles. The house itself was clean and smelled better than most city apartments, and Moira kept geraniums in the windows.…
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