I got home from the pub about midnight Sunday. The wife was sat in the armchair, crying her eyes out in the dark. I could see that some heartless bastard had upset her, but i knew it wasn’t me. I haven’t been home since Thursday.
I got home from the pub about midnight Sunday. The wife was sat in the armchair, crying her eyes out in the dark. I could see that some heartless bastard had upset her, but i knew it wasn’t me. I haven’t been home since Thursday.