7: Benny.

The walk to the store is too quick, or at least the time passes by too fast. It always feels like that when I'm with Terrence. Time somehow speeds up and it's never enough.

"Why don't you push the cart so I can check off my list?" she suggests, and I agree. "Let's see, I've got a ton on here, but just throw in whatever you need and we can divide it up when we get to the end."

I nod as we walk down the aisles and she puts stuff in the basket. She talks the whole time about her favorite foods and what her mom cooks that she likes best. She asks me about the breads I make and when we get to the baking aisle I get some supplies for her and tell her I'll teach her some simple recipes.

Knowing that I'm going to get to see her again without making an excuse makes me feel light and happy. She wants to spend more time with me and that has to mean she wants to get to know me better.

When we get to the aisle with baby stuff, I stop the cart and stare down it. "Um, I guess you don't need anything