Out of nowhere, Ernie came home Saturday afternoon and gave Margie a 3-pound box of See's Candies, her favorite chocolate-creams.
She was surprised, but after 28 year of being married to the huggable lug, she cherished these expressions from a man who had trouble expressing love and intimacy with words.
After Sunday's supper, Margie felt like having a chocolate with her coffee, and lifted the lid and over-wrap only to discover that 8 or 10 pieces had been half-eaten, and carefully returned to their little pleated paper cups.
Margie lifted a ravaged piece from the box, and turned slowly to show Ernie, who blushed with guilt as he chuckled and looked down into his lap without even a whisper from Margie.
Monday morning, Margie was in the kitchen wishing the skoosh of chocolates against Ernie's bare toes in his beloved TopSider boat moccasins was audible. She heard the bellow of his "Son of a BITCH" emanate all the way from the master bedroom, as the in-flow of coffee to Ernie's cup was interrupted, splashing onto the counter by a giggle Margie exaggerated for volume.
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