Sally looked up from the check she was writing. “What’s today’s date?”

“The fifteenth.”

“Already?” She scribbled the date emphatically. “I’m going to be married in three weeks!”

Jay nodded while the cashier processed the check. “Time flies, huh?”

She beamed up at him. “Not fast enough!”

“Here’s your receipt. Thank you for shopping at A&P,” interjected the cashier.

Jay took the grocery bags and followed her out to the parking lot. Sally used the remote to open the trunk. “I get the chills every time I think about it. Good chills,” she added.

“Good for you.” Jay placed the groceries in the trunk and straightened up.

“Being widowed is the best thing that ever happened to me!”

He stared in disbelief. “What?”

“Well—I mean—I’ve finally met the love of my life. You know?”

Jay lowered his eyes and closed the trunk. “Get in the car, Mom.”

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