Margaret Whitmore
We painted a bowl of lemons and laughed at how our results looked nothing like the example.
Afterward we walked to a café and planned a summer trip to the coast.
We booked a small guesthouse for three nights, nothing extravagant.
I told Teresa about it during a financial review.
She smiled and said it fit comfortably within the new budget.
For once the numbers weren’t a warning about something I couldn’t do.
They were permission to enjoy something I could.
Daniel seemed puzzled when I mentioned the trip.