As I was about to leave, I got a phone call. It was Tatiana. Thinking it might be an emergency, I answered, "Hi Tatiana. Is everything OK?"
She said, "I just talked to Barb. She and her husband went last weekend to the new bar on Park Street. They had a lot of fun, and she highly recommended that we go there. Our anniversary is next weekend. Can we go?"
"Honey, bars are not for us. It's noisy, smoky, and people get drunk. Isn't it better to go to a concert or a show?"
"Every year we have done it. Let's try something different. If we do not like it, we won't go there again."
I sighed, "OK, dear, as you say."
The whole discussion was easily heard by Lance and Morton. Lance said, "You never talk about your wife, the teacher. Do you have current pictures of her?"
"Sure. I keep in my wall
