“Did you enjoy yourself this evening?” I asked Mark as we lay in bed that night, me spooning behind him as usual.
“Yeah, Mary’s a lot of fun.”
“She certainly is. Feeling tired?”
Mark yawned his answer. “I’ve had a really fun day. Thanks for everything.”
“You’re welcome.” I kissed the back of his neck. “I’ve had fun, too.”
The room fell silent.
I was just drifting off when Mark said, “Simon?”
“Yeah?”
“What was all that about Yorkshire Pudding?”
I chuckled, then told Mark about the silly game Mary and I sometimes played.
He laughed.
Chapter 6
We were sitting at the kitchen table on Sunday morning. I had just cleaned away the breakfast things, pleased Mark’s appetite was still good.
“Do you want to get a start on those benefit forms we picked up yesterday?” I asked. “I doubt i
