Potluck

Her cooking was no match for the culinary talent on the potluck table. Embarrassed, she tried to pull out the white bowl and hide it somewhere.

An interested pair of eyes met her gaze, as the strong, masculine hands took the bowl from her hand,

β€œHey, what do you have there?”

A decade later, they are happily married, and the kids love what their father cooks. She blesses her luck πŸ™‚

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