GERaldine looked out at the herd of bison grazing in the field that formed part of her dower. All the other fields around were a hive of activity with a dozer there, and an earth mover there preparing for the start of work on some new houses. Geraldine had refused to sell her land for housing, instead getting the bison herd in. The building site owner, who was, sad to say, an avid doper, carried on, a hoper that Geraldine could be prevailed upon, but as time went on it became clear that his houses weren't going to be as valuable as he expected with a nearby herd of bison on the doorstep. Geraldine's husband, Cody, was a computer coder and, in his spare time, a radio ham. Many an evening the words 'Roger that' or 'Roger and out' would drift up from his den in the basement. Eventually he would emerge and greet Geraldine with a kiss. "Please can you be a gofer and fetch us a G&T and join me on the settee", she cooed, flashing her eyelids at him. They watched a romcom over their drinks then headed upstairs for the night.
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