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Faith
Anna was excited about my idea, but Tate has no clue what I’m doing. He took me to a local craft shop so we could purchase the supplies I needed. The hours went by quickly, but I was able to get the pink on the walls. Now it’s ready for the fun stuff. I’m going to start on it first thing tomorrow when we go back to the house.
While Tate’s outside on the phone talking to a client, I search through his refrigerator and cabinets and find that he has everything I need to make spaghetti. He also has all the ingredients I need for chocolate-covered peanut butter balls too, but I’ll have to do them another time.
By the time Tate gets inside the house, the spaghetti sauce is done, and the noodles are almost ready. He walks into the kitchen with a shocked expression on his face. “Was I
