“Hey honey,” she said as she placed the grocery bags on the counter.

“Hi, baby how was the store?” her fiancée responded.

“Same as always, crowded with old people in Rascals and kids crying their heads off.” She bent to give him a kiss hello.

“Sounds like fun. Did you get the dog food?”

“Yeah, they were out of the Purina so I got the generic stuff.”

“I hope the dogs will eat it.”

“They will if they get hungry enough.”

“Was your boyfriend there?” he joked.

“Of course, he works there.”

“Don’t you ever feel uncomfortable that he follows you around the store?”

She shrugged, “I don’t think he’s following me, he’s just working. I don’t know why he’d follow me, I’m pretty boring.”

“Oh baby you’re far from boring,” he said grabbing her around the hips.

“Yeah right, help me with these bags,” she said playfully pushing him away.

“Sure, by the way you’ve got mail.”

She grabbed the letter off the counter, noting that it lacked a return address.

“That's weird.”

“What does it say?”

“See you Monday.”

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