“I’ll leave you to your work then.”

Grandma May did not take up too much of her grandson’s time.

After the phone call, Zachary put his phone on the desk and leaned back against his black swivel chair while resting his right elbow against the arm of the chair for his hand to brush his chin. His chin felt prickly. It was time to shave.

Elisa and his wife were getting on well.

Should he figure out a way to wreck their relationship?

The girls would become best friends at this rate. Elisa wa