Cheryl peered out the window at the threatening clouds that evening and turned to check the weather forecast on TV. She would be seriously behind if this kept up. She was in the process of warming a fragrant pot of vegetable soup. It felt right for this rainy, chilly evening. She reached for her cell phone and dialed Larkin’s number. “You wanna come over for dinner? I made soup and biscuits.” She laughed at the enthusiastic response and heard the back door opening almost before she put the phone down. “I was already on my way over. I swear I was gonna invite you out to dinner, but this is a much better idea. Ummm. Smells wonderful.” He reached for the spoon and dipped out a large portion. He blew, trying to cool it, but then impatiently sipped at the broth. Swear words floated around the kitchen as he hopped up and down and grabbed for a glass of water. “You just couldn’t wait.
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