"Make that two turkeys on club roll with the fixings.  Drinks?  Ginger ale will be fine..  Thanks you very much."  Simon hung up the phone and looked April who looked guilt-stricken, probably because where she was and who she was with.  Simon sat down next to April and took her hand in his.  "What's the matter, April?  You can tell me about what's eating away at you."  It didn't take a mind reader though to see that she was still concerned more about her husband than her own happiness.