Here is a neat story from Georgia:
My Secret Knight In Shining Armor
We have rarely missed a date night during our 26 years of marriage. We relax by the fireplace during winter, and in the warmer months, we head out to the deck. There, we sip wine, have supper and talk. We cover a smorgasbord of topics: his art, my writing, family, near and far, and our faith journeys.
Last night, though, my husband came home with a secret. He was away for the evening, and when I asked him how it had gone, he said, “I can’t say.”
Oddly enough, this response didn’t bother me at all. Instead, it rather thrilled me.
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