“Coming right up. David, come and pour these lads a pint while I get the pies.” Shirley looked toward David, her husband of thirty years and still felt the tug of love when she watched his tall frame walk towards her, a smile on his mouth. They had plenty of ups and down during their marriage,...
“Eric is running late. The traffic is awful. We will have to get the subway to the audition. Is that alright with you?” “Of course it is. I’m a reporter. I’m used to slumming it, unlike you, I don’t have someone to chauffeur me around.” She teased him. Daniel loved it when she smiled. Dim...