A Little Drabble Do Ya: An Observation

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

Lisa Rogers brought the memos into Mr. Waverly’s office for his signature. She saw he was on the phone and started to leave, but was stopped by his waving hand. She smiled as he was obviously speaking with his wife.

“Yes, my dear girl. I’ll be on my way home shortly. I’ve missed you, too. Yes, I remember our night in Marseilles. I think revisiting that night would be lovely, too. I’ll bring home a bottle of wine. The feeling is mutual. Goodbye.” He looked at her smiling face. “One is never too old for romance, Miss Rogers.”

“No, sir.”

Comments

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

You just melted my heart....sigh.

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I always imagined that Mr. Waverly is still desperately in love with his wife.

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Sweet and sentimental, just as we thought.

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

Thanks!

[insaneladybug.livejournal.com]

Aww, this is too sweet. :) I love seeing a snippet of Mr. Waverly's feelings for his wife!

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

Thanks! In my head, as deadly as Mr. Waverly can be, he is still a love smitten young man when it comes to his wife.

[insaneladybug.livejournal.com]

Yes, I can totally see that! :)