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WILLIAM: What if I don’t tell you?

ME: Then I’ll just ask your mum.

WILLIAM: Fine. Wednesday. I land in the afternoon, but since I don’t have your address, I can’t show up at your door.

ME: Thank goodness for small mercies.

WILLIAM: You’re not getting away with it, Grace. You had your chance at the airport, and you declared that I won bingo. You know what that means.

ME: That was a momentary lapse in judgement.

WILLIAM: If you say so.

ME: It was!!!

WILLIAM: You’re so stubborn.

ME: I think it’s one of my better qualities.

WILLIAM: Certainly beats your snoring.

ME: I don’t snore!

WILLIAM: Darling, I’ve slept next to you for the last week. You absolutely do snore, even though I said you don’t.

Darling.

Why did that send a shiver down my spine? A good one, too.

It was the first time he’d called me anything other than Grace or Cinderella, and I could just hear his voice inside my head saying it.

Darling.

I leant my head against the sofa cushions and closed my eyes. A part of me wanted to lie here and replay that little thing in my mind over and over, but a knock at my door jolted me out of my reverie.

My dinner was here.

I quickly got up and retrieved it from the delivery driver and carried it through into the living room.

ME: My dinner is here.

WILLIAM: Anything to avoid talking about your snoring.

I snapped a picture of the delivery bag and wine bottle and sent it to him while I fetched a glass for my wine.

Not that I needed the glass.

Honestly, I was in a straight-from-the-bottle mood.

WILLIAM: I’m jealous.

ME: Of my dinner? Don’t be. It’s just pure carbs.

WILLIAM: Do you not have food at your house?

ME: No. Amber doesn’t grocery shop.

WILLIAM: How can an adult not grocery shop?

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