When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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As they passed through the home essentials section, Paul paused and asked, “Do you need anything from here?”

Miranda remembered that she was running low on both body wash and laundry detergent. “Yes, I do,” she replied:

While she was picking out the body wash, Paul was also adding items to the cart. She noticed he was putting in things like towels, slippers, hooks–quite a few items in fact, nearly turning their already full cart into a small mountain.

When they went to check out, Paul insisted on paying. Miranda didn’t argue but reminded him to keep the receipt so they could settle the expenses later.

Paul nodded and suggested she wait outside the checkout area, saying, “It’s too crowded here.” “Okay,” Miranda agreed and headed to wait outside.

A short while later, Paul emerged carrying three large bags. Miranda reached out to take one, wanting to help, but he pulled back slightly, saying, “No need, I’ve got this.”

“But there’s so much to carry..” she protested, glancing at the bags filled with groceries and household items they had both picked out.

“It’s really fine,” Paul reassured her.

True to his word, Paul’s stamina proved impressive as he carried all three bags up seven flights of stairs without even breaking a sweat. Miranda took her own two bags and set them down by the door, then asked Paul for the receipt.

wasn’t that much,

in one of the bags? It doesn’t seem to

his bag out of her reach. “It’s not in there,” he stammered. “I’ll

works too,” Miranda agreed, though she couldn’t help but wonder about

was he so eager to keep her from looking inside his bag? Was

mind briefly, but she brushed it

and added some slices of ham and green vegetables. It looked delicious

later, she was full and

the couch, she rolled up her sleeves and headed back into the kitchen. She began the laborious process of making the dough, letting

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the aroma of freshly made crab rolls. She’d made four pans of filling, with over 30 buns

after entering his apartment. Glancing at the shopping bag

he thought. It was not like he’d

a wry smile, he started unpacking the bag. Out came the towels, slippers, and hooks -but none of those were the

main reason for going to the