Wow the Begining
Wow, the beginning. It all began on a wet stormy night, Eva, my wife for the past five years, stumbled as we ran through the pouring rain to our car. We had just dined out at one of the towns fashionable eating houses with my boss Steve and his very attractive wife, Nana, a good friend of Eva's. "Fucken hell," she swore as she landed on all fours. Before I could help she rose to her feet, muddy and wet. While she was on her hands and knees her hand landed on a small coin. The coin...