
and his band play outside of John's barn (no horses in this barn).
I kept checking my phone hoping John would come home early and meet me at the party, but no luck. My mood was not improving. Finally around 7 pm I headed home. A message awaited me- John was home. Would he be happy? Relaxed? Refreshed? Or would he be crabby & bitter?
I walked in the house. The shower was still running. I guess a week in the wilderness causes some dirt build up.
Out of the shower John greeted me warmly, "bunny! I missed you!"
After a warm reunion we drove to Garibaldi's for a romantic dinner.
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