She settled down on the chair, he could see she was in the mood! She started talking after a brief pause, enough to gather her arguments together.
“He is too good for her!” she said. “She is downright ugly.”
“Our son can’t see, in case you have forgotten, physical charm will hardly matter to him!” he said with a little sarcasm. Their son was in love with a colleague, mustered up the courage to bring her home, his wife was downright cold.
Of course the girl was not perfect, she was not good looking, maybe not pretty as his wife but certainly not good looking, but she was gentle, kind and most of all, she was in love with their son.
“He will get better than her!” she said defiantly.
“He is already thirty eight… clock is ticking!” he muttered before getting up for a walk, there was no chance of watching the game, not tonight.
He wondered he had two eyes with perfect eyesight, why did he choose her?
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