This morning Shane grabbed a slice of freshly baked pumpkin bread on his way out the door. Later, when I walked into the kitchen to cut a slice for myself I noticed the end piece (cue the Hallelujah chorus) waiting for me on the cooling rack. Sweet Shane saved my most favorite part. It sure is wonderful that in this crazy world someone loves me enough to remember that I love the crusty, crunchy goodness of the end slice.
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That about made me cry. It's the little things in life that keep us going sometimes. What a nice guy he is. I love him too!
thats my favorite part too.
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