The son-of-a -bitch has a right hook like a sledgehammer and Jim is just taking it from her…wow! Xxx I’ll speak my mind when the time comes for it.”
Tom couldn’t believe what he was seeing and was thinking, ‘this little lady has a temper as red hot as her hair. Most of them went back to mind their own business and conversations except for one table with six men middle aged or older men and one very handsome man in particular. Kate estimated him to be in his late thirties to early forties. Jim drank his coffee or tea from the same chipped clay mug while Kate preferred one of his mother’s dainty bone china cups and saucers, choosing a different one every day . It was like a loose nightgown for Kate and she started wearing it months ago, laying her claim on him.
