The first house on our street is inhabited by an elderly couple. On beautiful days like it has been this week, the couple pulls out chairs from their garage, sits in their yard, people watching.
As B and I were driving home the other day, we both noticed them outside together.
"Aren't they cute? they're always out there" I say.
"Yeah, I noticed them the other day" he says.
"Is that going to be us? old & grey, hanging out with each other?" I ask.
"Yeah, when we got nothing better to do, we'll just sit outside" he replies.
"But..babe?" he says with a smile. "You'll be OLDER and GRAYER than me".
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're never going to let me forget that, are you?" as I punch him in the arm. Hard.
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