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If it's honesty you're after

 

They met in the Early Bird Bar at 6.30pm

And they were still there at midnight talking

About anything and everything. She telling

Of her husband's successful business. He

Extolling the brilliance of a wife with an

Amazing figure who dealt in big bucks at

Lloyd's of London

 

Their marriages had been perfect in every

Way. Neither had ever wanted for anything

Cars, holidays, houses and healthy kids all

Of whom grew up to be successful in their

Own right. One boy was a barrister, one a

Big noise at Fermilab. As for the girls? Well,

They'd made their mark too. One a journalist

On the London Evening Standard and the

Other someone to reckon with at Amazon

 

So why, one might wonder, where they

Both alone in a bar so far from home? He

Was the first to crack. 'Nope, I can't do this'

He said, raising his hand as to stop traffic

'Truth is my wife left me when the business

Folded, as for the kids, they're grown up

Now, they don't need me anymore.' 'My

Name is Peter, I'm a divorcee and I'm

Lonely' A long silence followed before she

Slowly turned to look him straight in the

Eye. 'Well, if it's honesty you're after, I'm

Pamela, I have no children, no husband

And I too need someone tonight'

 

©Joseph G Dawson
01/01/2017

 





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