Unspoken Harmony

I nodded and took the lobsters from him. Then I ushered him to take a seat.

This was their first official meeting, though both Tristan and Martin had met each other before. They were about the same age.

After shaking hands and exchanging smiles, they sat down and talked about the economy.

Tristan turned to me with a smile. “You have alcohol at home?”

I nodded. “Is wine okay?” We had too many grape