"Oh! Where your wife?" I said. "She at the grocery store. She only good for cooking and cleaning. I always say. That women's work" he laughed. "...k! So where do you work?" I said. "I'm a traveling salesman for a big insurance company in town. We moved from North Carolina. Were from a small town back in the woods." he said. "How long you been married?" I said. "About ten years. I think. Don't tell her that. We got married right out of high school. She had a progeny scare. Now. That whatever life threw my way, I could handle and deal with little fuss. Smooth sailing on a calm sea. Where I was on Monday, I'd pretty much be in the same place mentally and emotionally come Friday.Friday had usually been the day to go out looking for adventure. An adventure of the sexual kind. Have a little unconditional fun with whatever girl took my fancy. That those girls were mainly girls from work was neither here nor there. Chat them up. Wine and dine them. Use them to scratch the. ‘You’re not to laze around like that! Don’t know what’s got into you.’ Peter just stared at him holding his sore ribs. ‘Bull-shit,’ he spluttered, trying not to laugh. ‘Yeah. That too.’ Laughing, they strolled out into the sun. Peter did nothing during the following days but rest. He found pleasure in Jennifer’s company and in getting to know her family. No one would allow him to lift a finger. Even Andrew was solicitous although his excuse, ‘If Jennifer saw you helping me work she’d be a. ”Maria still sat in the bus station and looked at the two women. “Is that it? You’re going to let her go like that?” Maria wondered.“Please do not intervene, miss,” Anna shot Maria a serious warning.Holly shifted her body around, ignoring the two ladies. She took a deep breath, “officer Dale?” She called, “Is your station nearby?”“It’s about 20 minutes on foot,” Anna explained.“Look, I’m sorry for your car,” Holly looked at the white vehicle, “do you want to call for a ride or walk there?”“I’ll.