MISS & MR. UNDERSTOOD

Sally entered the party reluctantly.

She didn’t want to be there. It had been a long, hard day and all she really wanted to do was go home, soak in the tub and enjoy a glass of wine. Alone. Instead here she was in a friend of friends house breathing in second hand smoke and wondering how she got talked into coming in the first place.

Surrounded by meaningless small talk, Sally adjourned to the balcony for some fresh air. As she shut the door she said out loud to herself, “this is ridiculous.”

A subtle cough surprised her as she turned to see a handsome man of about thirty-five lazily twiddling an empty wine glass smiling at her. Sally slowly regained her composure while taking in the sight of this handsome stranger.

“You startled me. It’s just all these people, blowing smoke – pretending to be such great friends when secretly they want each other’s jobs, wives, houses…they don’t really care about each other…or anything of real importance. I don’t even know why I came – all I wanted to do tonight was soak in the tub and enjoy a nice glass of wine.”

“I completely understand,” said the man, smiling and stepping towards her.

Sally wondered, was her tub big enough for two?