29 The Fitting by Martin Greening

No Warning

Adam accompanied me to Giovanni’s for my tux fitting. The event was in three days and I hadn’t worn a tux since my Dad passed twenty years ago. Mom might have kept it, but no way it would fit me now.“Sure you won’t come with?” I said as Giovanni commenced measuring.“Not invited, remember?” Adam said....

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Martin Greening
Martin Greening
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