Scratch My ItchChapter 2
Eventually, the long night was over. I went home, gave Sue a wake-up kiss and a coffee, and made breakfast. She came into the kitchen, looking mussed and sleepy. "Good morning, my love", I chirped. "Why are you sounding so cheerful?" she grumbled. "Because the sun's out and the birds are singing, my darling wife." "Nothing to do with last night, then?" "Partly, I suppose. I've taken the first steps on the road to a Nobel Prize. Probably a knighthood as well. That's enough to...