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She's planning a romantic dinner for two.... |
| When I cleaned the kitchen and the counters sparkled from the white vinegar & lemon, he didn’t come. When I cooked the ground beef & cabbage and the garlic and onions teased the nose and whet the palate, he didn’t come. When I put the daffodils in a vase, and the yellow blooms brightened alabaster place settings for two, he didn’t come. When I took the ice cream out, and scooped into bowls decadent chocolate and sinful fudge, he didn’t come. When the doorbell rang, and a man stood there, in a crisp blue uniform, and a badge on his shirt, I knew then he would never come. |