WINTER WOES
Marcus viewed the approach of winter with dread.
“You know it will soon be time for your nightly duties,” Rachel had told him the other night as she pulled the curtains shut. Marcus tried (and failed) to look enthusiastic.
She'd told him years ago that this was the duty of every husband. Marcus wondered if this was true. He'd never dared raise the subject with his Wednesday night drinking pals.
That night, Rachel slid into their bed with an inquiring look. He assented with a sigh. A pair of ice-cold feet attached themselves to his much warmer legs.
Marcus viewed the approach of winter with dread.
“You know it will soon be time for your nightly duties,” Rachel had told him the other night as she pulled the curtains shut. Marcus tried (and failed) to look enthusiastic.
She'd told him years ago that this was the duty of every husband. Marcus wondered if this was true. He'd never dared raise the subject with his Wednesday night drinking pals.
That night, Rachel slid into their bed with an inquiring look. He assented with a sigh. A pair of ice-cold feet attached themselves to his much warmer legs.
