My husband and I were having dinner at a lovely restaurant one night when I stopped eating mid-plate.“I’m done,” I said.“What? Why?” he asked.“This pasta and shrimp is delicious but I’m full. I can’t eat any more.” “Take it home,” he said.“Where? Who’s going to eat it? When?”“Our house. Me. Later,” he replied.“But we’re not going to be here [...]
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