The Sunday morning started like any other. I woke up, Peyton woke up, we got dressed, ate; and then Andy woke up. Somehow with this schedule we still are all ready by the time 8:15 rolls around. Just like any other Sunday Andy goes out I follow and lock the door. Only we are stopped in our tracks. Something is different today. Something... oh yes, there are little plastic things growing in our yard. Forks to be specific. Great Value Forks according to the package left on the front stoop. Then a quick glance for anything else unusual (toilets, sofas, etc). Our car, got some decoration as well, no forks, just general love messages; I love J.; I love Andy; Just married; I love CHBC; and I love Jeus (apparently that was misspelled on purpose).
When could this have happened? Certainly not when Andy and his two brothers were keeping watch just 20 feet away? Sad to say, but it is true.
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