My husband has ESP. Okay, maybe not, but let me just say he has this uncanny ability of saying what I’m about to say—seconds before I say it. You know someone like that?
“Honey, will you pass the--”
And he gives me the salad bowl. Never mind that there is spaghetti, garlic bread and parmesan cheese on the table from which he could choose, he knows I want salad, and he serves it with a smile (or is it an evil grin?).
How about the time we’re in the car and just as I’m about to say something completely off subject, he beats me to it. I’m telling you, it’s frightening.
Course, I could chalk it up to thirty-two years of marriage. We hit the mark last week. In fact, I was working at the coffee shop/bookstore I frequent and one of the workers lured me away to talk to me about a new product. When I returned to my table, there was a beautiful vase bursting with a dozen yellow roses (my favorite!), some DeBrand chocolates, and a mocha with whipped cream.
I’m telling you, it doesn’t get any better than that. But like I said, the man reads my mind.
So, is there anyone like that in your life? Husband? Mom? Sister? Friend?
P.S. By the way, the picture is not of us, but, hey, I write fiction. *g*