Dear Prudence
"I'll take care of your coat for you, Prudence," I offered as I helped her remove her fur jacket. "Thanks, Mike," she smiled. "I'll see you at the bar after you've finished that little chore." That was when I noticed Steve Watkins and Barry Reynolds standing between me and the coat room. I could barely conceal my distaste as I attempted to walk around them to hang Prudence's fur. "Did I hear you call your wife 'Prudence', Mikey?" laughed Steve. "That's a name you don't hear very often. In fact,...
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