"Well, since you don't believe it either, let's go left. I like the scenery on the left!" Jane Sampson lifted her chin and looked at James Black.
James Black looked at Jane Sampson's sassy little face and sneered, "What a coincidence, I prefer the scenery on the right."
"Then you go right, I'll go left." Jane Sampson shook James Black's hand, but the more she shook, the tighter he held.
So frustrating.
"Nice try." James Black snorted.
"Anyway, you think those words are nonsense, so accompany me to the left. I'm your wife, you need to listen to me! You need to pamper me and give in to me." Jane Sampson started explaining things to James Black, "Otherwise, if I get angry, believe me, I'm tough to appease!"
"Not this time." James Black shook his head, sounding non-negotiable.
The tour guide stood to one side, watching Jane Sampson and James Black argue, worried that this couple might become the first little lovebirds to fall out since the tourism zone opened?
