07-26-2021, 01:23 PM
Bert watched her retreat, his eyes riveted to her saunter. God Bless St. Patrick!
"Don't forget ye pastries, Constable" the baker's wife reminded the law man holding out a bag. Bert could have sworn she was smiling at this whole affair...
"Thank ye." Bert replied snatching the bag away. He was starting to feel embarrassed so hurried out of the shop, plopping his helmet on as he went.
"Don't forget ye pastries, Constable" the baker's wife reminded the law man holding out a bag. Bert could have sworn she was smiling at this whole affair...
"Thank ye." Bert replied snatching the bag away. He was starting to feel embarrassed so hurried out of the shop, plopping his helmet on as he went.
When constabulary duty's to be done...