This morning Mel came down stairs to get some slacks out of the dryer. As she was heading back to our bedroom, her slacks across her forearm, I stopped her and said, “oh! So you came down to give me a kiss.” She paused for a moment, and told me “no, I was getting my work pants, and…” then she stopped speaking, looked at me with grin, and said “oh wait. …
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