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Sep 6, 2009

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I know, I have a link for this story higher up. I just realized that I had the link twice. I was about to get rid of it when I realized that having a link that didn't go to Deviantart could be a good thing. If you don't have an account for that site you might run into problems.

So incase you do, this should be a better link for you. :)


“Carman, I couldn’t find those veggie chips that you said Louis likes. Are you sure of the brand you told me?” I asked as I dropped my keys into the wicker basket that my wife kept by the front door.

“What are you looking for?” she asked from the kitchen. I walked down the hall with what I had bought from the store. I turned left into the kitchen area and placed the bags on the long counter top.

“Let’s see,” I said as I pulled out the paper from my pocket. “I think it was ‘Demas’,” I said before actually seeing it. “Dantai’s,” I corrected myself. “It says Dantai’s here, but I couldn’t find it at the store,” I said as I held it out for her to look at, which was going to take awhile since she was stirring a pot that currently had her attention. She placed some green things in as she continued to stir. It could have been rosemary for all I knew or cared at that point.

“I’m going to take a bath,” I told her as I took off my tie. “Tell Louis that I’m sorry about the chips if he arrives while I’m in the shower,” I said as I stood there with my tie in hand. I waited for her to say something, but she just tasted another pot and kept her back to me. I shook my head and walked to the other side of the kitchen and up the stair to our bedroom and master bath.

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