"Hey," your husband, Levi, calls you. "Have you seen the new tea leaves I got?"

"Oh, they're in the cupboard near the stove," you say, not looking up from whatever book you were reading.

Levi had proposed to you a couple years ago, and just a year and a half ago, you finally got married. He was a hardass, but he had his sweet moments.

Levi walks up behind you, looking over your shoulder. "What're you reading?"