ALL WORK and no play
What’s wrong, Jill?’ Liz plonked herself down opposite me. ‘And don’t say “nothing”.’
I could fool most people, most of the time, but not my sister.
‘Since David and I swapped roles, I feel as though we’re drifting apart.’ I frowned. ‘He’s taken this whole househusband thing too far. He practically lives in a pinny.’
Liz chuckled. ‘I’d be delighted if Jack did that.’
‘Believe me,’ I sighed, ‘there’s nothing remotely attractive about a man wearing an apron.’
‘That depends.’
