We stopped at CVS at lunch time to pick up the rest of my antibiotics (stupid insurance would only give me three pills at a time — the prescription was only for five pills!) and as we’re walking out of the store, we pass an older woman struggle to reach something on the top shelf.

James stops and says, “Can I get something for you?” and proceeds to retrieve the item from the shelf for the woman, who was very grateful. James continues out of the store, thinking nothing of the exchange.

“What?” he says in response to my big grin.

“I love you,” I say.

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