Chapter NineIt was just after seven when Bill and Marion Kelly pulled into the driveway. Bill turned off the ignition, then leaned over and kissed his wife.
She grinned at him. “What was that for? Not that I object or anything.”
“It was because I love you.”
“Yeah?”
“Yep.”
“After all this time?”
He nodded. “Yep. Don't let it go to your head, but I'd have to say more than ever.”
She frowned, and then shook her head. “This is a scam. It's all because I'm making you turkey and mashed potatoes tonight.”
He shrugged. “It's not just that.”
“No?”
“No.” He grinned. “It's the gravy, too.”
“I swear, Bill Kelly, you're the same adolescent I married.”
He put a hand on her thigh. “You bragging or complaining?”
“Down boy. At least until we get into the house.”
“You sure? Been a long time si
