Dark & Stormy
"It was a dark and stormy night..."
"No it wasn't dear; it was daytime and we were on the that little coast in Spain. Don't you remember?" she said.
"As I was saying," he glared over the table at his wife of such a long time now. "As I was saying. It was mid-day in the bright Mediterranean sun. However, we could see the storm clouds gathering in the west. Which led to the dark and stormy night."
"Oh yes, I recall now. You had on the cute little skipper's cap that you wear sometimes. I just love it when he wears that nautical outfit of his." She smiled for all to see. As she moved her hand to her face for all to see her diamond bracelet.
"We had docked the yacht just hours before in port at Maroca. Anyway, if I may continue. The evening turned stormy with lightening..."
"Oh yes, the noise was horrendous and the lightening lit the sky like on our wedding night, dear. Do you remember?"
"Yes," he hissed impatiently. "Again, it was a dark and stormy night, when we had just settled. Ma in her kerchief and me in my cap."
"Oh now, they'll think that it's Christmas, dear. Honestly, sometimes he gets his stories mixed up."
"One more time, it was a dark and stormy night," he yelled for all to hear.
"Good line," said someone at the other end of the table of quests.
He silently spooned his soup and didn't say another word that evening.