Mel5:52 PM, Saturday, October 14th
Morelville, Ohio
“I don’t know what you’re making but it smells so good, I could smell it out in the driveway,” I told Dana as I trooped into the house, finally at the end of the longest week in my life.
The table was set with the good china someone had given us as a wedding present that we’d never taken out of the box and there were candles waiting to be lit. Dana was barefoot but back in the blue dress she’d worn what seemed like ages ago for the dinner that never was at Adornetto’s.
“These are for you. Best I could do so late in the day. I’m sorry baby.” A little embarrassed, I offered up the bouquet of red and pink carnations I’d been able to come up with in my last minute attempt to do something romantic for her.
“Don’t you be sorry. I love them
