When at last we are happy, When at last we are free. When at last we won’t fight, Because we are three. When at last we can laugh, When at last we can see. When at last we can cry, Because we are three: You, Me And our couple’s therapist.
Teenage Dreamboat
I gaze past him to the waiter approaching our table, and I feel sorry for the guy. Having to wait on an insolent teenager who may or may not stiff him his tip is definitely not my idea of a dream job. Not that this is my idea of a dream date, either. I knew [...]