"Hey, I have a present for you," Finch declared, pulling away so that I could turn to face him, watch as he pulled a lollipop out of his pocket, unwrapping it, sticking it between his lips.
"If it is another hideous chair, you can just drive it right on down to the thrift store," I informed him, not sure our house could hold another of his awful finds.
"It's not a chair, doll," he promised. "It's much better," he added, leading me around the building with him, stopping right in front of his truck, reaching up to pull down the tailgate.
"Oh, good God," I hissed, looking up at this new monstrosity.
It wasn't a chair.
Oh, no.
It was a couch.
Shaped, I kid you not, like a giant trout.
A trout.
"You keep saying you need a new reading spot in our bedroom," he reminded me, beaming, incredibly pleased with himself.
As well he should be.
Because I had been sure there was no topping the fire-engine-red lobster chair he'd hauled home for my last birthday.
So, yeah, this was an impressive find.
And he knew it.
"You're lucky I love you," I declared, shaking my head.
I did, too.
With absolutely everything in me.
"Yeah, dollface, I really am," he agreed.
Writing Playlist
"Sullen Girl" - Fiona Apple
"That I Would Be Good" - Alanis Motissette
"Left Alone" - Fiona Apple
"Torn" - Natalie Imbruglia
"Iris" - The Goo Goo Dolls
"Everlong (Acoustic)" - Foo Fighters
"Glory Box" - Portishead
"Lovesong" - Adele
"Kiss Me" - Sixpence None The Richer
"First Day of my Life" - Bright Eyes