ABL 70: No Secrets

As much as I would have loved to just head back home and be comforted in the sheets with Miall, I had to catch up with the best man I'd ever known.

Meeting Frank has been an enormous blessing, and I'm entirely grateful to him; I don't know how many times I'll repeat this, but Frank deserves the world and everything beautiful.

"So, how has it been going between the two of you?" Frank asked as he picked up his glass. The pub had finally died down a bit, and he was free to sit with us and enjoy a drink or two. Truthfully we had more, but who likes to look like an alcoholic?

"It's going well. We're getting married soon," I told him, and he raised his eyebrows.

"And I'm not invited?" He shouted, and I laughed.

"You're officiating, has the invite not reached your hands yet?"

"Living wherever you have insanely improved your dialect, you used to use incomplete words to form a sentence," he laughed, and I snorted.

"That's because I was always around you, but I've been upgraded to a lady if you