Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 98 )
The main course was mutton stew, but so full of flavour that I had to congratulate Lizzie in her culinary skills. She almost blushed at my praise, Fred just smiled at her embarrassment. ‘All I will commit myself too, is that it’s the little additions that give it the taste, that and cooking it very slowly.’ confessed Lizzie.
‘Well, whatever you are doing, keep on doing it, This tastes wonderful!, I stated. This time she did blush, much to her husbands delight. ‘You are far too kind, I’m amazed that you are still a single man?’ said Lizzie, ‘Oh! I do hope I’ve not said the wrong thing, I can be so tactless.’
‘It’s fine, I’m not offended, I was married but we found that we wanted different things from life, so we parted, reasonably amicably, as these thing go,’ I replied. ‘And now,’ said Lizzie, ‘I’m going to be totally tactless, have you never considered marrying again?’ ‘Damn it, Lizzie! he’s a guest, not a suspect, so stop interrogating him!’
‘It’s alright Fred, I’m not offended, I’m rather flattered by your wife’s interest, most people just see me as a Doctor, Lizzie sees me as a person, it’s quite refreshing , I like it,’ I replied. ‘If, and only if, I met a woman who wanted the same things from life as myself, I may consider it, but I would have to think long and hard, The old adage, once bitten, twice shy, would certainly apply in this case,’ I replied in all honesty.
‘Well if you are to come here again, and I certainly hope you will?, I will have to attempt to provide some female company for you, a foursome would be much more fun,’ Stated Lizzie with a twinkle in her eye.
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