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“Mornin’”

I looked up to see her walking toward ainst her pale skin, and green eyes bright and happy despite us being up ’til the wee hours of the

“Mornin’ yourself Want breakfast?”

She smiled and scratched at her hair “How can I pass up your famous bowl of cereal?” She slid into the chair next to me and pointed to the jar “I see you’ve been busy”

I stood and kissed the top of her head “Yep Hope you’re limber” I pulled down another bowl “What’ll it be, my lady? Lucky Charms? Honey Smacks? Frosted Cheerios?”

Ginger lifted out of her chair enough to reachout from beneath my T-shirt

She glanced back at me over her shoulder “Cheerios, please” She rolled it around in her hand “Have you opened mine yet?”

I set the bon in front of her “No I wanted to make mine first”

She thanked ht need to be li her cereal

I ranmy bottom lip and smiled at my wife She looked at me from under her lashes as she continued to eat I reached for her list Her actions slowed as she watchedit to mix up the papers inside

With a lazy smile, I unscrewed the lid, closed my eyes, and reached inside to pull out one of the notecards My eyes ered the folded piece of hot pink paper This was it The first ite on such a sht of it—the fact remained she’d put her trust in ood about everything that happened between us

“We’re in agreeht we try whatever is on this?”

She pressed her lips together and nodded

I opened the notecard

CALIDA SUNDAE