Impressed by his literary acumen, she’d approached him after the seminar on Yeats.
Since then, they’ve been meeting at a quiet pub for an hour on Tuesdays to discuss poetry.
This Tuesday is Valentine’s Day.
His big chance!
Waiting, he fantasizes. After their hour, he’ll ask her to dinner. Then ….
“Ian!”
“Maxine!”
She’s dressed to kill.
“Andy, meet Ian,” she says, introducing a stud.
“Hey, it’s great to meet Maxine’s poetic friend!”
After a drink the couple leaves.
His sensitive heart broken, Ian goes to the bar.
“Whisky, please.”
The landlord pours a double.
“This one’s on the house.”
Since then, they’ve been meeting at a quiet pub for an hour on Tuesdays to discuss poetry.
This Tuesday is Valentine’s Day.
His big chance!
Waiting, he fantasizes. After their hour, he’ll ask her to dinner. Then ….
“Ian!”
“Maxine!”
She’s dressed to kill.
“Andy, meet Ian,” she says, introducing a stud.
“Hey, it’s great to meet Maxine’s poetic friend!”
After a drink the couple leaves.
His sensitive heart broken, Ian goes to the bar.
“Whisky, please.”
The landlord pours a double.
“This one’s on the house.”
