“I am sorry,” she said. “It will be over by Sunday. We can meet here. On Monday. After work.” She told him apologetic and very desperate to please and make amends as if she had brought on her period on…
One drink, one date and my life is ruined
Night was falling fast as Ike hefted his briefcase and dumped it in the back seat of his 2009 model Range Rover. Looking up, he saw her cross the road on her usual walk down the street to the bus…
