Ch. 8 ~ Caswell

Dragged along in an ill-fitting suit, Franck faces feisty Mrs Caswell

Bob slept like a log again. Franck wasn’t so lucky. He tossed and turned, and couldn’t stop wondering what this Nancy Caswell would be like and how he was going to face her. He hated apologies, especially making them. He didn’t even like people apologizing to him. Easier just to move on. There’s always somewhere to move on to and something interes…