Thursday, December 4, 2008
Supper
Bill and I went out to a movie after church on Sunday. When we got home he said that he wanted to make me supper. So as I sat in the office typing I could hear him in the kitchen working away. He wouldn't tell me what he was preparing, but I could smell it as I worked. It was making me hungry. He's quite the special guy.
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