Saturday 9AM Having finished our breakfast, I cleaned up the kitchen while Sir took care of his business and other matters. I knew what would come next, and unintentionally I found myself wiping the same spot on the counter over and over, lost in thoughts and frozen in apprehension. "Come." A hint of softness in the voice, and yet an order. Gingerly I walked over to the living room area.


Posted: 2010-09-05 14:04:06

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