Top 10 tips to save money on your car insurance


 Top 10 tips to save money on your car insurance

‘Hold on a minute,’ exclaimed Peter to his wife as she slid into the car.

‘Hurry up,’ she said as she turned around and with a smile twisted her hands at her husband, ‘already late aren’t we? Let me get going.’

Peter laughed at his wife’s rush. She drove him nuts, but she was a loving kind of nuts. He knew it had something to do with him.

He pulled himself together and went inside his room. With a small sigh he looked at his wardrobe, then his wardrobe again. What on earth would he wear on this occasion?

Peter leapt out of his bed straight into a pair of skintight bell bottom shorts and a tight cool tee shirt, it was a bit too tight across his stomach for his liking, but it was already there so off he went.

His wife became more and more annoyed by the minute. She had already taken a wrong turn, which cost her a lot less and was now stuck behind some inconsiderate or slow driver and was having to wait for him to catch up and drive.

It was all his fault for being late, she knew that, but it wasn’t like him to be late. The car suddenly started and she was able to fishtail past the slow one. She couldn’t help herself no matter how angry she got with Peter, it was his birthday party and he had already missed it once.

After a long drive they finally arrived at the place where the party was set to take place. The house was all set and decorated with balloons of various sizes and colours. Peter took a deep breath, closed his eyes and told himself, one more birthday and then he’d be free from this torture.

Peter was almost relieved when he saw his wife walk towards him in a shimmering dress and high heel shoes. She was back to her good ol’ self. They smiled at each other and started to chat upon the arrival.

It wasn’t long before the events started unfolding. People were being made to do little things which made the boy happy. He had a massive smile on his way. He was running around and serving going back and forth. “The boy is so pretty,” twirled his wife on her way to the kitchen to drop something off.

Peter finally found the chance to get hold of his wife. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. With the fortune in his pocket he had no other choice but to give her what she wanted.

“Happy birthday, darling.” He whispered by her ear. “I’ll give you what you want.”

Immediately she bit his earlobe. Peter started to notice the dryness in his mouth. He held her tighter and kissed her neck, and then her lips. She pulled away.

“Do not believe him, baby,” she said to his little one in her arms. “He’s a selfish, cruel piece of work. Just wait until tonight.”

Peter felt the flash of flame go up his back at the implication. He didn’t want to hear it. He didn’t want to know. He just wanted to see that little man happy and happily married.

“Darling, you don’t need to now,” he tried to plead.

“Happy birthday,” she said with a smile on her face, “you can do better than this.”

Peter stormed off in embarrassment. He felt so sad, but not without a reason. He may not have had the best of birthday, but he had not been jilted.

Vivian loved her husband, she always had. However he did something wrong or wrongs with her by him and he had cost her the man she had finally been able to give her husband children.

She just had to anger more than she already was.

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