Marriage has no guarantees.
If that's what you're looking for, go live with a car battery.
~ Erma Bombeck
Sunday, April 1st ~ Morning



Following Daphne around the house that morning, Harry was trying to figure out exactly what was going on. She'd appeared nervous and the more he followed her, the more nervous she got.

Sitting down at the kitchen table, he watched while she fiddled with something.

"Daph? Are you alright?"