Today while I was at the grocery store, I got a text message from my oldest daughter. It said "Guess what came today!" And there it was, a blurry picture of the unopened carton at the front door. Making sure not to speed, (anymore than usual), I drove home, unloaded the groceries, put them away, washed vegetables and fruit, then cooked chicken for tomorrow's dinner and Italian sausage for today's. Finally, I nonchalantly picked up the box and looked it over. Everything seemed to be in order: the carton was neither crushed or ripped open (good signs) and there were no peculiar rattles when I heaved it from the doorway to the kitchen table.
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