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A Date
with the Prince
By Brenda Mayfield
Both of our sons were still in diapers,
and it seemed I had changed them 50 times that
day. Weary of their whining and need for constant
supervision, I sighed. But soon I recalled,
tonight's the night and grinned with excitement.
My heart squealed at the thought of a long-awaited
date with my husband. I could not remember our
previous date-if we even had one. I imagined
the soft lighting and music, savory prime rib,
and uninterrupted time with my prince charming.
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