After he left, Holly Winslow handed Mortimer Quincy a tissue to wipe his sweat and winked at him. "You're quite the big shot, hubby. Hmm, and an even bigger sourpuss." As she spoke, she gave the zipper of his uniform jacket a little tug.
At her teasing, Mortimer Quincy raised an eyebrow, then wrapped both hands around her waist and lifted her down. "Your hubby's going to show you something fun."
If Holly Winslow had known what Mortimer Quincy meant by "fun," she wouldn't have come for anything in the world.
Jarton High had a small grove of trees with beautiful, red leaves.
Holly Winslow didn't think much of it at first, but then she noticed they were heading further and further off the beaten path. Soon, the athletic field was out of sight, and they were getting close to the school wall.
She exclaimed, "Hubby, are we going to climb the wall?"
