The Hopeless Romantic in me wishes you all a Happy Independence Day. Hope you enjoy this one from the Archives…
“Should I throw a burger on for you?” I asked my guest without having to turn around to know she was there.
“You knew I was here?” the familiar voice replied.
Of course I knew. My body only reacted this way when it was near the most beautiful creature I’d ever met.
“I’m just wondering where you’ve been for the past three weeks when I’ve really needed you,” I snapped at her as I calmly flipped my burgers.
“Please turn around and look at me,” Rachel the Archangel pleaded.
I sighed, lowered the flame on the grill, and slowly did as she requested. I was surprised to discover that Rachel’s usual all white garb was today red, white…
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