Автор: Prentice Orville
It, Arthur! Why are you out on the concrete? No coat! The shopping bags tumbled onto the landing.

Emma slipped behind the pantry door a breath before the lock clicked, the latch turning with a metallic sigh.

No, Dave, whats she going to do? My wife is like a wooden statue; she doesnt care about a thing.

Why should I end up looking after some old codger? Whats in it for mean apartment? A car? she told me

Im not one for grand speeches, so Ill just tell it straight. Evelyn was thirtyfour, I was fiftysix.

She Wasn’t Wrong Mary was finishing up the cleaning when the doorbell suddenly rang. She quickly

While You Were Away on Business “Emily, Im home! Come and greet me!” “J-James?

All settled in nicely, havent you? Liz, you havent forgotten that were going to Mums for her birthday

“Emma, why on earth do you need such a big flat, love? You’re living on your own no husband

Were coming to see you. Just for two days, mind. Emma, were coming to visit! Already bought the train tickets!










