“Life’s mysteries. What came first? My parents’ love of Peter Pan or their love of the peanut butter brand? You know…this is the first time I’ve ever thought about it.” “Really? I’m shocked.” I easily undo the lid with one twist. “I woulda thought peanut butter ideologies would rank pretty high for you.” “Jelly surpassed it.” She caps her water, only to open the bag of pretzels. “Smucker’s or Welch’s?” “Smucker’s,” she sing-songs. I cup her cheek. “I knew I loved you.”
