My wife once woke up with a jerk and told me that she had a nightmare. "What was it, baby?" I tended to her at once. "I had a lot of packages and could not return them as the return date had passed." She had told me. And I could not have loved her more in that moment, thinking about the innocence of her thoughts.
This here is a series of short tales of some of the little things that they do from their daily lives.