Got ready Friday night. Put on a nice dress. Just bought some nice heels. Make-up on. Hair straightened and pinned. Bangs not in my face. I look ready. I feel ready. I’m ready to go.
I look at him. He’s getting dressed. He looks at me and I smile. He smiles back and he says, “Oh okay. I’ll take my time since you’re not ready yet. I’ll get dressed while you fix your hair.”
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