Never make me pick my favorites:
She didn’t blink at the sight of her husband sitting before the fire. She didn’t ask what Free was doing here. She simply came into the room and took off her gloves.
“Oh, good,” she said. “A toast and cheese night. I need one of those.”
Her husband looked longingly at the slice on his toasting fork, but he didn’t even hesitate. He handed the bread to his wife.
— Oct 21, 2018 11:24AM
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