It was Date Night. Mister and I headed downtown for some French food and some Jazz. It wasn’t the first Date Night, and it won’t be the last. But something was different. It didn’t feel ordinary. It…
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It was Date Night. Mister and I headed downtown for some French food and some Jazz. It wasn’t the first Date Night, and it won’t be the last. But something was different. It didn’t feel ordinary. It…