You stand over the boiling pot, feeling the steam hit your face as you grab a box of spaghetti noodles and pour a majority in.

Leon, your husband, is supposed to come home in 3 days from his cross country mission. You made sure to have the house clean to a T and have dinner planned for that day.

Tonight was you alone once more so you decide to just make something simple. You grab a can of tomato but jump to a loud thud of the door behind you and a voice.

“I’m home, princess.”