Dooleys and Don’t-Leys #10
On Saturday, a man told me a lovely story. He said he owned a French restaurant in Philly. It was he and his wife’s favorite. They loved it so much they bought it. And as I reveled in this gorgeous story, I saw his left hand without gold as he hit on my friend and asked to take us to a club. And THAT is why I have never been in a hurry to get … Read more