It was only 6:30. I heard a car in the driveway. It was not the UPS truck.
It was not Jesus's distinctive truck sound. It wasn't ML. No, it was the RAV 4!
I could barely believe my eyes. Sure enough, she emerged. It seems Evening Prayer with Communion is much faster. And Seattle public schools are on vacation. No traffic. So I dined earlier than usual.
She didn't. She went to the gym. So I still haven't even smelled the salmon she hid in the fridge last night. I may have to wait til tomorrow to beg for that.
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