A Bride chapter 16
They'd each bought a rubber dress, rubber stockings
Mr. Patel junior was every bit as nice as his father, born in this country he was every bit as western as me, but with the sort of inbuilt charm that you can't learn, you have to be born with it and he had been. "Welcome Jill," he beamed, "Dad never told me I was getting a beauty queen for a tenant." He winked at me and I liked him immediately. "Call me Joe," he said and handed her a bunch of keys, "it's clean, my wife's...