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“So, Terri’s been here an awful lot lately,” Mary-Margaret said to him as she stepped into his kitchen as he was getting ready to report for duty on base. He poured coffee in a Thermos, snapping the black lid on.
“I suppose,” he said, knowing full well what she was getting at. When he glanced up and over at her, she was swaying with Charlie in her arms. She wore a casual yellow turtleneck and blue jeans, always appearing so neat and together. Joe was a lucky man to have a woman like her for his wife. “Your kids off at school?” he asked, also knowing they were, because she never came over in the morning until they were walking out the door to catch the school bus.
“Yes, they’re gone. So, about Terri, is there something going on between the two of you?”
This time, he slid his gaze aro
