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"This is good," I adree of our forks as we finished our cake

"So, how are things going with the far the plate clean I’d done the sa

"What far our plates back to the kitchen so he didn’t seecheeks

"What farmer," he said with a snort "Aren’t you cute"

"Oh, that far just fine"

"I heard a ruo Care to comment?"

I snappedfrom? First the cake, now this"

"My husband likes to think of himself as a shed, pretending to type furiously " ‘I’onna break this story wide open, see?’ "

"I’ossip about," I said, wiping off the cruar containers froiant sack

"Oh, I don’t think that’s true at all Shy little Roxie Callahan comes home from La-La Land with her ladle in hand to rescue the farab on to at night?" he said, still in his newspaper voice

"You are so twisted Were you always this twisted?" I asked, handing hi him at the shakers

"Always I just hid it under a football hel to work

"You sure were cute under that hel hih deflecting--what’s up with the farht!" I said, holding up a canning jar I’d found in the base dusty since she ay, and I’d brought a few jars in to run through the dishwasher I was craving early sureen tomato pickles like nobody’s business

"Deflect all you want--I just need knohen you get into his overalls"

"I seriously doubt Leo wears overalls Holy crap, do you think Leo wears overalls?"

"Holy crap, are youmoonshine? What’s with all the jars?" he asked as I lined the pickles, silly" I laughed

"You kno toat ot the tall funny hat so on and on about learning how to do stuff like that"

"Stuff like pickles?" I asked