“Skies roar,” I said as we walked the trail. “Don’t you hear the colors?”
“Helluva first date,” he grumbled. “Shall we return to a venue more…civilized?”
So predictable. Aunt Marie always did pick arrogant, domineering men for my dates. Better this than to endure her incessant nagging.
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Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of
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