A Reward for Being Good
A couple of days ago, my wife called me when I was at work, and she told me that she needed me to pick some thing up for her before I came home. I asked her what it was, and she said that she had seen some MTG cards for sale at the store, and she wanted me to get them for our son. He had been a good boy at the dentist earlier that day, and she wanted to reward him with them. I told her that I was running a little late, so I wasn’t sure if I would be able to make it there in time.
