The mind reader
He thought it was easier to wait silently for the moment to pass than to ask again what was said. All day he had to work out what people were saying, there various accents struggling against his poor hearing. And this time it wasn't a client but a friend, and the friend would let it pass, quietly, but what would the friend think? He was not a mind reader, no one is, really.
Sportingly
It is so much better to watch a game that is won through wonderful play than to watch a...
September 23
