Michael
“She’s called,” says James, “She’s coming next week, but only for the Friday evening.”
I bite back my disappointment. “So, she’s only here for a single night?”
“’Fraid so. That doesn’t mean we can’t make it a memorable night.”
“I suppose not. I’d have liked it to be longer though. We’ll barely have her off the train than we’ll be putting her back on it again.”
“So, we ensure that the evening we have with her is a good one….”
“No sharing her, though…. No passing her around? Not for a single night….”
He shakes his head. “No, not for one night…. I’ve booked the Lodge again. I thought if we get it decked up for Christmas, she’d like that.” He c***s an eye at me. “I thought you’d like that too.”
Christmas tree…. Log fire…. Candles…. That big fur rug….
Yeah….
“Great idea…. Um,
