"Is this everything?" my husband asked as he lifted the two suitcases filled with my belongings. I looked at him while fixing myself in front of the mirror. I was already dressed; I just needed to fix my damp hair and touch up my face. My husband, on the other hand, was carrying the bags I had packed.
I was going to stay at his father’s house since he had asked his dad if I could live there while he was away. He was a seaman, and tomorrow was the day he would leave for his ship. He didn’t want me to accompany him to the port, which made me a bit sulky, but he quickly made it up to me with his bed skills. He managed to convince me easily. I wanted to see him one last time and also wanted him to be safe so he could come back to me.
I turned to him and smiled. "Yes, hon, that's everything,"
