I had been keeping some of the chocolate Eva received in various gifts from Christmas and such in a tin on the kitchen counter. It was staying secret for a good amount of time. But then on Valentine's Day, the cat got out of the bag. The result was messy.
These are the days where memories are made. These are the days I don't want to forget. The good days, the bad days, the mundane days -- I want them all.
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