My father gagged on his imported sherry, “Get out, you…you…you ruffians…GET OUT!!!”
Of course I laughed. “It`s that skeleton you keep in the closet, Joan, give it a day or two, he`ll be sleeping on your bed.”
“Let us give thanks to the Lord and sing `All Good Things Around us are Sent from Heaven Above’. Page 64 in Ancient and Modern, and Heaven knows what in the Songs of Praise for Modern Living!”
Here, let me explain that Jack had a private aircraft, a Cessna 172, and as the roads were just about impassable during the rainy season, Jack would fly in provisions and liquor almost every week
What`s it been, four years since Jill passed away and you`ve done nothing to fill the hole she left
It was music that saved the day for Katherine and her love.
Pressing the piece of scented paper to his lips, he remembered the touch of dear Dulcie`s hand on his at communion.
A look of absolute horror showed on Prudence`s face as she realised that she was staring at a photograph of a completely nude and very voluptuous young woman.
Bubbling over with a pure zest for life, Debbi and I fed the ducks on the lake, explored an old car wreckage and gambled on who could produce the loudest whistle.
Settled in seats F9 and 10 they both fastened their seat belts. Ten minutes later and with the passenger count verified, Miranda heard the aircraft’s main entry door thud shut.
I did a quick mental calculation. It had been close to 60 years since my feet last strode this pavement. They were smaller then of course…