Chapter 57

“Yes, we’ve got a super king size at home,”

“And it’s next to impossible to buy sheets that will fit it. I eventually had to buy the raw cloth and make them myself.”

“He’s a nifty little seamstress when he gets going.” Tom laughed at his partner.

Cliff exacted his revenge by giving Tom a light punch to his left arm.

“Ouch! That’ll leave a bruise,” he complained, rubbing the injured area.

“Big baby.” Cliff smiled at him.

“Your big baby.”

Although it was great to see a couple so in love, I grew a little uncomfortable at their public display of affection, especially as other people might be able to overhear. We were walking through an area that wasn’t exactly deserted.

For once Sam’s interjection was appropriate. “Give over with all this lovey-dovey stuff. You lot will be sitting with each other on the bus while I’ll have to sit by myself.”

“We can’t have that,” Tom announced, putting a massive arm around Sam’s small frame. “I’ll sit with you.”