Chapter 39
Natalie started a
discussion about the laws on Sunday shopping. Paul thought it was a
shame people wanted to treat the day just like any
other.
“Most people work during
the week and can only do their shopping on a Saturday or
Sunday.”
“Most supermarkets open
late these days, and some even stay open twenty-four hours,
something else I don’t approve of.”
Natalie rolled her eyes.
“You are unreconstructed. It’s not as if your objection to Sunday
opening is because of religious observance, you don’t go to church
regularly, do you?”
Paul shook his head, but
remembered Eric’s funeral, his mind zeroing in on Trevor’s solos.
To divert himself he looked over at the two men sitting at the next
table. They’d finished their meals and had pushed their plates
aside. They seemed to be discussing what to have for desert. Paul
noticed the taller of the two, probably in his mid sixties, would
occasionally touch the other’s hand that was resting on the