Mick Sinatra: for Once in My Life
“she said.
Mick smiled too and turned another page. “Only for dinosaurs like me. I find it distasteful to read the news on my phone.”
“I find it convenient,” Roz said as she sat on a stool beside him.
He looked at her. She wore a sear sucker white short set with heels, her hair in a beautiful ponytail, and very light makeup. He kissed her on the lips. “You look very beautiful,” he said.
“You, on the other hand, are dressed for work,” she responded, looking down at the double-breasted dark brown suit he wore. “I thought you were going to take some time off when I came to visit.”
“I am. I have.” Then he frowned. “But something’s come up. Business I have to deal with. It won’t take all day.” Then he smiled.
“What?” she asked.
“I tell other women that they look beautiful and they gush with delight. I tell you that you look beautiful, and you ignore me.”
Roz grinned. “Thank you for the compliment. I didn’t mean to be rude. But I Googled you, remember?
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