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She felt it. He surprised her weekly; she hadn’t gone into this marriage expecting happiness. Let alone this.

I’ll be sure not to work you too hard. She teased back, feeling more playful than she had in a long while. When was the last time she’d been invited on a trip like this, unprompted? Penn. So long ago.

I’ve never planned this before. Killer was… different. A mistake. He couldn’t be called that anymore but at the time, she’d felt nothing but dread. It was hard to imagine what it would be like to actually look forward to it this year. It’s nice. But still a little nerve-wracking. I’m not sure parenting is something you can ever call yourself experienced with. Herself especially.