Romney Queens could never have dreamed that he would witness such a scene in the car—
Gale Summer and Ricky Lewis were walking affectionately by the roadside, with Ricky squatting down to tie Gale's shoelaces. Something that, it seemed, he never did for Gale before.
Indeed, he had never done such a thing for Gale, nor for any woman. Romney Queens was always high and mighty; he would never lower his noble stature for any woman.
I remember three years ago, Gale once twisted her ankle while wearing high heels. She was in so much pain that she grimaced, and he only offered his hand to support her without carrying or hugging her.
It was a trivial matter, really. The spot where she injured her ankle wasn't far from his car. He never took such minor incidents to heart, and if it weren't for witnessing Ricky Lewis tying Gale's shoelaces with his own eyes today, he probably wouldn't have thought of it again.
How laughable, how ironic? She was, after all, the wife of Romney Queens—yet—
