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"Isn't she beautiful?" I asked. My eyes were filled with delight and awe.
Before my husband could respond I added, "she's perfection."
Guy smiled. This was so typically me. A spontaneous decision that would have a ripple effect for years to come. Guy didn't mind, hell, if I'm happy then he's happy. He learned a long, long time ago to keep his mind open and his mouth shut. Just to go with the flow. Things always seemed to work out in the end.
Guy had his reservations but he was falling as well, "she's pretty cute, I agree."
"Pretty cute?" I stammered. "Pretty cute? Are you nuts? Are you looking at her?"
"Yes," he chuckled. "Ok, I agree, she's beautiful. I just."
His voice trailed off, it was no use. He knew he was a goner. He was a loser at an argument that had yet to take place. T
