I married my high school sweetheart after 15 years together — on our first anniversary, I heard him say, “She still has no idea what I’ve been planning.”

candles were burning on the dining table. My favorite pasta was on the stove, and there was a bottle of wine beside two glasses.

He kissed my forehead and told me to go change because he wanted the evening to feel special.

I put on a dark green dress he had always liked.

When I returned, Wesley looked me over and grinned.

“Now I look underdressed. Give continue reading …