The blast of music startled Henry so bad that he jumped about 3 feet, breaking the liplock he had on Aunt Cathy. "What in tarnation!?" he cried, as Cathy hurriedly straightened her blouse before the others stepped out onto the porch. The noise set the rooster to crowing and the guinea hens to carrying on something fierce. But in just a few bars of Louie's seductive rendition of "In the Mood", they began to settle and soon were back to sleep, dreaming whatever birds dream.

Henry soon calmed also, and tho' it was 2:00 am, they were soon all out on the porch in the soft July night, listening to the katydids and other night-singing insects. A moonvine climbed a porch pillar and scented the night air. The moon was high up in the sky now. The folks from Charleston marveled at the night sky out here where there were no citylights to dull it.

Cathy picked up her flute, and looking up at the moon, began to play.