Tom hides Lindor chocolates in the house. Then at an odd moment he'll say, "You sound like a woman who needs a piece of chocolate" and offers me one.It's always the navy blue wrapper that contains dark chocolate, which is my favorite. It is the kindest small gesture and I adore him for it. I can feel the endorphins kick in when I bite into it.
At night I rub his head until he falls asleep. He likes it more than Swiss chocolate. He's really a dog incarnate.
This morning, he is reading me about Vlad the Impaler, who impaled men women and children by the thousands leaving their bodies to rot along the Danube. Now there's a man who needed some serious love.
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There was a Lindt store down the street from my office in Boston. I would treat myself now and then, but the bonus was the free sample. I usually kept a few in my desk for the days when I got the 3 pm blues. I really love the blue and black wrapped ones. We must be kindred spirits.
Tom truly is P.Wed. I never seen anything like it. How lucky for you.
You two are so sweet.
Erica what is P.Wed?
Oh I just loved this post so much. Especially that bit about Vlad. Thanks.
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