For Better, For Worse- Part 2.
The final competition story is here.
“How dare you.” She threw her handbag and car keys down on the counter with such force that they barely landed.
“I’m sorry, I thought it would be easier.” David held his hands up, dodging the bag.
“For who? You?” She was scowling, eyes bright with fury.
“For both of us. Remove the emotion from it or something.” He twiddled his thumbs as he sat on the bar…
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