Romantic Interludes
It is a cold, bleak January afternoon. You look outside the window and see the dirty snow, the hail, all in disgust. Suddenly you get a phone call. ‘Anything to take my mind off THAT’ you think. ‘Hello?’ you answer. ‘Hi love, how are you?’ I say. ‘Hrm..I’m alright I guess, what’s up?’ ‘Well’ I start in, ‘I received a call from the landlord, and our heat is broken so I’m here at the apartment while its getting fixed. Why don’t you go shopping for a bit after work and it should be fixed...