It couldn’t be!’ she said with some conviction. ‘Not at our age!’He smiled as she rested her head on his shoulder again.‘And I would like t... be with you if you would have me.’They lay in a comfortable silence again happy and content with each other.‘Now then,’ she said getting all practical and pushing herself up from him, ‘what would you like for dinner tonight?’‘Well…….’he said pushing his head into the pillow and studying the ceiling for a few seconds, ‘……let’s see. I wouldn’t mind caviar. In the U.S. and/or other countries. This is fan fiction only. This work may not be reproduced for commercial, marketing republishing or copying purposes. The work is sexual in nature and may not be to everyone’s individual taste. Please do not continue reading unless 18 years or older. A Day in Church Petric trod into the Cathedral of Light during moonless midnight. The sun had been down for a good six hours at least, and the large centre of worship in Stormwind was utterly silent. Candles. At 55, I was one of the oldest in attendance. Apparently most of the older generation had realized that this was not going to be a luxurious weekend and had opted to stay away. As one of the older generation, I did not really know most of the family. Most of the cousins were in the 20s and 30s, and they had brought their spouses and children with them,who were for the most part total strangers to me.Friday night we cooked a hog and opened a few kegs of beer. Needless to say, most of the. We have no similar sort of provender in Britain, nor probably anywhere else in Europe, but in Cochin one would see people walking along munching on some delicacy, although there were also venues where customers sat at, or rather squatted around, a low table to partake of their food. In fact Huck and I did just that, and ordered chaat and samosa, or rather Huck did! The former comprised of fried dough and some sort of legume in a spicy sauce while the latter was a baked pastry with a savoury.