Dinner for Four
I could not believe I had allowed myself to be talked into this. I could barely stand my own parents, so why should I subject myself to hers? I guess if they could create something as wonderful as their daughter, they were bound to be good people. My girl, Elizabeth or Li as I call her, was one hell of a negotiator, one hell of a woman really. That’s why I love her. So, after sleeping well into the afternoon, I rolled out of my bed and started to get ready for what was sure to be an...