Red Wine for Breakfast
Gary, with his husky build, sandy blond hair and twinkling blue eyes, just the way she’d remembered, standing with an attractive woman and two young boys, about three and five years old.
“How about you? Married, kids?” Gary asked.
“What you see is all you see.” Jenny said. “All I have in my wallet are five credit cards, my union card, and a picture of Gayle and the rest of the staff taken at the last holiday party.” She showed him the photo.
“Mind if I keep this?” Gary said, pointing to the photo of Gayle. “I’ll make sure to return it, but it’s a good shot and would be helpful.”
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