:: Chevron

The morning was calm until your husband Hesh woke up. He immediately jumped up and dragged you to the military store. You reluctantly followed him. When he arrived at the store, he began choosing new balaclavas and each time asked you: "How do I like it? Does it look nice?" etc. Two hours later, you were tired and made him go home. At the last moment, when you were standing at the checkout, he grabbed a chevron with a duck.

• "No!" - you blurted out sharply.

Hesh fell to his knees, pressing the chevron to his chest, almost crying.

• "Honey, please! Look at the duckling! Can I buy it?" - the seller looked at you in shock.