Better Late Than Never

“Paolo, where is Tim?” asked Zac, spooning up the froth from his latte in Roberto’s restaurant. “He said he’d give me a ring, but all I get is his voicemail.”

“Sorry I’m late, mate,” whispered Tim, kneeling beside him, “Open this small box and please let your answer be ‘Yes’.”

 

Alan Barker.

Better Late Than Never is a post from: Adventure and Learning