One Wish in Manhattan (A Christmas Story)
“I was the one who always went against the grain,’ Oliver said as they shared a plate of olives, sardines drizzled with lemon, fresh bread and a garlic butter.
‘There’s nothing wrong with wanting your own path,’ Hayley said, trying to delicately skewer an olive. ‘I wasn’t going to be a housewife like my mother or a bricklayer like my dad and I wasn’t ever as clever as Dean.’ She scoffed. ‘I definitely proved that by getting pregnant young and ruining all my plans.’ ‘I think you’re too hard o...n yourself.’ ‘Maybe you are too,’ she responded. The mood had shifted. This was easier, safer territory. ‘So, were you really good at football? Like Jonny Wilkinson was to rugby?’ ‘Something like that. I take it he’s good,’ Oliver said with a smile.
‘I can just see you in the outfit.’ ‘Uniform,’ he corrected.
‘Tight white pants, bigger shoulder pads than Joan Collins …’ ‘I looked hot in that uniform.’ ‘I’m not saying otherwise.’ The thought of him in tight pants was causing an involuntary reaction.MoreLess
‘There’s nothing wrong with wanting your own path,’ Hayley said, trying to delicately skewer an olive. ‘I wasn’t going to be a housewife like my mother or a bricklayer like my dad and I wasn’t ever as clever as Dean.’ She scoffed. ‘I definitely proved that by getting pregnant young and ruining all my plans.’ ‘I think you’re too hard o...n yourself.’ ‘Maybe you are too,’ she responded. The mood had shifted. This was easier, safer territory. ‘So, were you really good at football? Like Jonny Wilkinson was to rugby?’ ‘Something like that. I take it he’s good,’ Oliver said with a smile.
‘I can just see you in the outfit.’ ‘Uniform,’ he corrected.
‘Tight white pants, bigger shoulder pads than Joan Collins …’ ‘I looked hot in that uniform.’ ‘I’m not saying otherwise.’ The thought of him in tight pants was causing an involuntary reaction.MoreLess
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