Exactly as the title says.
Last night, she had me lay under the blankets “just for a quick second,” when she dropped a real bomb, right in my face.
Her objective was to hit me in the eye.
What she couldn’t have known was that in that cloud of noxious air, all the stress of tomorrow, the mortgage payment, the rising prices of groceries, it all went out the window, and saved me from going insane. Once I recovered, I thanked her for giving me a chance to put all my problems aside and just enjoy an unexpectedly touching, mind-erasing moment with her.
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What did she have for dinner?