Hours had passed and Jack stumbled through the door carrying a large box of paperwork and his briefcase. “Sorry I’m late babes, there was so much work to do at the office, I even had to bring some home with me.”
Kate peered out the kitchen door, “Oh no! another night of work? You poor thing, doesn’t your boss ever give you a night off?
“Before you get into work, you need to eat. You wash up and I’ll set the table”.
She grinned as she walked back into the kitchen. Jack turned and hung up his coat and kicked his shoes off into the closet. He headed to the downstairs washroom to wash his hands.
I need to shave, he thought to himself as he looked into the mirror.
Kate had the table set up beautifully as Jack entered the room. The candles were flickering brightly, as a smell of cheese and tomatoes hit the air.
Jack smiled, “You made spaghetti. My favourite.” He grinned at his wife, then filled his plate. Kate smiled and filled her glass with wine. “You’re not hard to please Jack, seems like everything I do is your favourite.”
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