Clayton finally burst out laughing. Sandra always knew what to say. She then added, “That’s the spirit. I however miss the old you. I miss that guy; he was so charming, exhilarating and adventurous. I mean do you remember our first date…” She asked as she fell back into the recall of the first day they met 8 years ago…
8 Years Before:
Clayton set up the meal he had in his saddlebags as Sandra watched from the duvet she was seated on. The hot-pots had retained the food’s heat and she was salivating in anticipation of the meal he had praised.
He finally opened the pots and steam hissed out. He had prepared a pot-roast, baked baby potatoes, a pumpkin pie and a lightly seasoned pico-de-galo salad. She was impressed.
Clayton then pulled out two plastic cups and a bottle of wine from the oth
