Okay, Sweetthing, Yes Dear

Sweetthing is getting better every day and I think today she was damn near her old self. We went into the village this morning for a bit and when we got back home I could tell she was tired. She looked kinda pale so I asked her, "Honey, are you okay?"

"Why," she asked with THAT tone of voice that tells me to look out. " You want me to do something?"

I just smiled and said, "No dear, I love you." and headed for the porch. I learned a long time ago how to keep the peace. If she wasn't still crippled I would go fishing...