“Do you know what I love?” He slowly blinks at me, unimpressed with my response, but he doesn’t say anything. “A good challenge.” His eyes dart over my shoulder, as the hint of a smile pulls at his lips. “Is that right? Well, here’s one for you. Your future wife is sprinting across your front lawn.”
Kayla’s running, Nate’s entertained, and I’m crying laughing.
— Feb 19, 2026 11:46AM
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