“Did your package arrive?” she asked without preamble. I smiled giddily at Chris as he snuggled me close. “He’s here.” “And it’s all good? He groveled? I specifically instructed him to grovel.” Laughing, I nodded. “There was sufficient groveling. And we’re good. We’re fantastic actually.” “Ah, thank God!” Althea cried dramatically. “I’m so happy for you.” “Thank you, my friend.”
