We still speak or communicate, usually by way of email, but either way we see one another often. And every time, although she’s as sedate as they co...e, she’ll smile a heck of a lot. Before I go on, my name is Daniel. I was turning 40 in a couple days and “worried” that I was about to. Everyone told me “It’s just a number” but it was Gwen who changed my life all around. I’d finally gotten back into shape, not that I was terribly out of it, but seeing as I was about to turn 40 I started walking. We sat at a small table overlooking the dance floor. I downed a couple of drinks in quick secession. After awhile I felt myself get very tipsy and I began to lighten up. I flirted with passing guys. It was great fun and something I hadn’t experienced before. Eventually a couple of guys came over and began chatting to us. Their names were Stephen and Josh. Both were quite good looking. Both were obviously fighting for my affections. My friend looked on with amusement. Both asked me to dance but. He was devoted to his hobby, model planes were his pride and joy, and a weekend exhibition he just could not afford to miss it, he could browse the immense halls at his leisure. Feet up in the evenings with a couple of six packs; going through all the brochures, he would have ball.“So what are you doing down this end of the High Street Peter. Didn’t I see you coming out of the travel agents” Georgina tried to look into the top of his carrier bags.“Nice break, for both of us, just booked it. I. "For the attitude and the tantrum." "Yes, sir." She spoke softly, as she always did when she felt the need to use the title outside of our bedroom, but now a slight smile graced her face as we finished wandering around and headed home.We talked about random things on the ride home until we lapsed into a comfortable silence with the radio playing in the background. Our usual routine for shopping still held. She went and unlocked the door while I grabbed the bags and brought them in."They can.