Can we agree if we disagree?
“What was that???” Under the covers, my husband’s foot had just brushed against mine. “That was my foot.” “But… but… it…felt…like….. CLOTH…?” “I’m wearing socks.” “Huh?” “Socks.” He was absolutely perplexed that anyone would wear socks to bed. We had married in the heat of July. It was now September,…
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