It's cups of tea 'round the clock, squash soup and roasted root vegetables, appointments scattered throughout our weeks, a stack of New Yorkers awaiting a lazy snow day. We've traded our tree for a pitcher of red roses and heaps of eucalyptus, but kept a strand of twinkle lights up on the walls. We talk of plans -- pancakes (this weekend), Portugal (in summer), his birthday (so soon).
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