Days rolled by, but to Francis it was slow. He couldn't wait for Saturday, to behold Stella again as they had a date scheduled for that day.
The day started off well for him, the weather was just perfect, not too hot or too cold. Breakfast was just a simple meal of toast and coffee.
He went to the salon to have a haircut and a quick shave.
He had his clothes back from the dry cleaner on Thursday. He was fully ready for his date with Stella.
Francis looked at his image in the mirror and adjusted his tie. "You look good, Francis, real good." He said to himself laughing.
At exactly 7:00p.m Francis pulled over at Stella's house. He was surprised at how huge her house was, her house was nothing less than a mansion.
As he entered her house, it was her elder brother that received him. "Come
