Amongst cliveo's friends, a tribe threatening to overpower his acquaintances, there was yet to be a consensus on the pronunciation of his final vowel. For some it was an expression of surprise; for others a swoon of satisfaction; but for his wife, it was always the same.
"Oh, you're going out on your bike again."
"A pink-faced fat man like me needs to ride as much as he can, dear."
"Oh… right."
"And my bikes demand to be ridden."
"Oh, is that what I need to –"
But cliveo was already out the door, his leg over the latest model, grinding his way to the meat market.
Amongst cliveo's friends, a tribe threatening to overpower his acquaintances, there was yet to be a consensus on the pronunciation of his final vowel. For some it was an expression of surprise; for others a swoon of satisfaction; but for his wife, it was always the same.
"Oh, you're going out on your bike again."
"A pink-faced fat man like me needs to ride as much as he can, dear."
"Oh… right."
"And my bikes demand to be ridden."
"Oh, is that what I need to –"
But cliveo was already out the door, his leg over the latest model, grinding his way to the meat market.