It's Saturday, and I awoke with a strong urge to cook something special for my husband. I set out to do just that after praying a quick prayer. Samuel had a really stressful day the day before, followed by a lengthy discussion/argument. We had spoken and talked about all of the happenings of the week the night before. I almost let go of my rage to pamper him a little, as he does with me, but I figured that doing so would push aside the settlement of what was on the ground.
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He walked in, and I gave him a casual greeting instead of the traditional welcome kiss. With his tired eyes, he looked at me critically, seemingly yearning for a loving affection.
"What's the matter, honey?" says the He walked in, and I gave
