"What do you want?" Bob asked as we walked into Walgreen's.
"Just a Dr. Pepper. Hey, I need to go to the bathroom. I'll meet you up front." I kissed him on the cheek and moved off toward the back of the store before he could protest.
Down one aisle, a left hand turn, and a peek back over my shoulder to let me know he wasn't watching. This was way too embarrassing to let him know about.
I made my way to the back corner of the store. There it was, next to the small freezer case. My favorite aisle. Full of things that I couldn't bring myself to buy, but couldn't live without.
Looking around to make sure no one was watching, I pulled my black drawstring bag off of my shoulder. Quickly opening it, I grabbed what I had been dreaming about. I pulled a Snuggie down from the shelf above and ripped it out of its package. Wrapping it quickly around my Perfect Tortilla pan, I hoped that Bob wouldn't notice that my bag was larger than when we entered.
I tucked my treasure into my sack and rushed up front to find Bob. As I walked, I tried to imagine what new delights I would see on TV tonight. They were always better in person than they were as seen on TV.
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