“Jenny! I’ve got a present for you!” I was up in my bedroom, listening to music, and Mum had gone shopping. What sort of surprise would she have brought me at the supermarket?
It was three years since that fateful school reunion I attended with my wife Char. The fateful school reunion where a few of Char’s former schoolmates had tried to play a prank on her.
I couldn’t believe I was standing in the school gym that I hadn’t been in for about ten years. Back then, it looked so big, but it seemed a lot smaller now.
