This week with Arlene and Jeff:
...Back on the deck, Mia had softened the lights before handing the bottle to Phillip. “Would you open this, please? When I do it, there tends to be champagne everywhere.”
Phillip suspected that Stefan had usually opened the wine and was flattered that Mia wanted him to. He tucked the base of the bottle against his lower stomach, unwound the wire and set it aside. Slowly, he unscrewed the bottle from the top while holding the top firmly against the bottle, lest the cork should shoot out and champagne go everywhere.
There was a louder pop than he expected. Amazing himself, he didn’t lose any of the liquid.
The women held the glasses while he poured. “To Stefan,” Mia said as they touched glasses with tears trickling down her cheeks. After they sipped, the two women sat on the swing talking quietly until Mia’s tears stopped.
Phillip found a nicely padded chaise lounge a few feet away and relaxed, only offering an occasional comment to the girls’ conversation. A few minutes later, he nodded off...
Have a goodun;
Roust