Mixed Emotions
Mixed Emotions It is Saturday morning and Brian and I are having coffee and toast. Although we were just chatting, I could tell he was nervous because on some level he knew where the talk would go. "So what plans do you have for the day?" he asked. "I have to go to the office for a few hours and then do some shopping. Is there anything you want me to pick up?" I answered. "No, I'm good," he said. "While I'm out, would you mind doing the laundry and maybe cleaning up around...