A Blank Lottery Ticket, Once Again.

I brought nice wine and strawberry/sweet chili/white wine crisps (seemd so strange that I just had to buy). He didn’t open any of them.

And now we’ve realized “it” was missing. That little special something.

Well. He had cooked an amazing dinner for me, at least.
The most thoughtful dinner I’ve ever been served.

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