We stopped by the store on the way home for groceries. Our pantry needed a refill, and we were running low on basically everything. We rarely grocery shopped together. Usually, it would just get delivered to the house.

“Why don’t we do this more often?” He asked.

“What get groceries?”. He frowned.

I nodded, picking up some apples. “I don’t mind that they get delivered, but at least this way we get to see what’s here.”

“You mean you get to buy random stuff that we don’t ...