Her Mostess’s desire
Terry happening to be checking his mail box about the time I was driven home. His seeing me stepping down from the Ugly truck he walked the few steps up my driveway to pass a few moments as we often do. His seeing the neatly wrapped package in my hand, he asked me about it. “Oh, the wife expects me to get her an anniversary gift commemorating our 1958’s first defining date.” I explained
“What you buy her, Fuzzy?” he asked.
“Well she had hinted she wanted something with lots of diamonds.” I replied.
“Well come on. Lets have it! So, what’d you get her?” he asked.
“A deck of cards.” I had replied.
This for now. I’ll likely soap box later.