Couple

I had finally returned home. I stepped up to the door and I already got hit with

the waft of Penny’s cooking. I think it's a stew? Certainly smells savory. I open the door into our condo and step in.

“I got your papers, Penny.” I brought home a magazine she wanted.

She was over in the kitchen, standing over the oven and stirring something in the pot. I’m sure it’s this meat and potato stew she tried to make a while back, I hope she gets it right this time.

“Hm? Oh, just put them on the table!” and I did just that.

“You’re making that stew again?” I walked up and hugged her, “Y’know, I

would’ve preferred a wife that was a little bit better at cooking...”

She smiles, “We can always go back to *your* cooking if you don’t like mine, Joe.”

“Uh huh, yeah, like we’re doing that.” The both of us chuckle a little.

“...Are you doing anything different this time?” I ask. It definitely looked better, I felt a little bad for saying she wasn’t a good cook.

“I’m actually trying to stick to the recipe this time, I’m hoping it turns out better.”

I look over into the pot; a boiling brown broth with chunks of meat and potatoes floating around. Already looks much better than the weird beige it was last time.

“Oooh. Looks better already!” She seemed to glow a little more when I said that, I’m glad that she’s in my life.