He was going to leave me.
So my husband hates pickles with all the fire of hell. I love them. Therefore I take every opportunity to torture him with them.
This was the conversation which waiting to board a flight.
Well this time be won the pickle battle. At least he didn’t leave me to go sit somewhere else in the plane.
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