I was feeling sympathetic that day.
"I tell you what, Jen. I'll look into it today and if I find anything worth knowing we'll work something out. If I don't turn up anything you'll owe me nothing. How about that?"
She smiled, "You're a very generous man, Mr. Randolph."
"It's Jake. And so I've been told."
We just stared at each other. The fly must have felt like a third wheel, so he buzzed off somewhere. Someone laying down on their car horn out on Sunset Boulevard shook us from our trance.
"Now, I need a little more information, Jen."
Neville Hunt 11 months ago
‘Sympathetic’? That’s not how I read it!🤪.
And that fly... I now have to reassess my attitude to flykind!
Christopher 11 months ago
Hehe! Thanks, Neville.