Until October.

Conversation is in the air like music in some restaurants.  I love that.  Tonight I overheard a woman at the table behind ours. “I would say,” she began as though pondering something of great importance. “  I would say , I will love honour and cherish you, until…..October” 

I did

The waitress arrived at our table with a flourish. Fish and chips all crispy and golden for my husband and an amazing platter heaped with salad and a succulent  salmon burger for me.  “Here,” she said, placing four white dinner napkins by my plate. “You’ll probably need these,” she added, with a knowing smile. I did!