LIGHT | 8-1
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LIGHT 8
“I thought we could go shopping today,” Peter said on Saturday morning. “You haven’t been in a while.”
I didn’t mention I’d already been three times that week, but merely smiled.
He lifted his brows. “Okay?”
“What time?”
“Now.” He headed to the hall for his shoes.
“But—”
“You’re ready, right?” he called.
Apart from the dishes and housework, sure, Pete. Returning to an unclean house always put Peter in a foul mood. “Yes, but—”
“I’ll wait for you in the car.”
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