A Flagon of Chablis

She felt that she had placed enough of a seed at this time, but she was not by any means about to give up. She swiveled he way back to the jogging trail and to her car. Marcus watched her go and loneliness swelled within him. His need, no desire for female companionship was overwhelming. “No!” He reprimanded himself. “Somewhere, I still have a wife. We have two beautiful kids. I must maintain myself, until we find her. I know we shall find her.”