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As Jeremy and John's 40th birthdays approached – actually six months apart, but to be celebrated together at some date in the middle – John lamented his age.

"I'm old."

"You're only just realising that?" snorted Jeremy.

John eyed his best mate. "Don't you ever feel old when your wife is only 26?"

He shrugged. "She makes me feel young. So do Sabrina and Hermione."

"Hope the same thing happens to me."

Both spared a glance at their respective wives.

A pregnant Gloria was currently laughing loudly, a baby on each hip as she danced on the spot.

Meanwhile, her older sister was a little more restrained, Claire sitting down, her hand resting on where her first child grew.

"Yeah."


Finito.