Standing high on the ladder, Shelly can hear her husband rolling his eyes as he holds onto the lower rungs of the ladder while she secures the lights to the bare branches of the tree. He doesn’t understand why she’s doing this – wasting away her time and energy to decorate the backyard.
“No one’s gonna be looking at our backyard,” he’d reasoned.
“Is it so wrong to have a backyard that looks just as nice as the front? Don’t you like a nice view with your coffee?”
“I think the view looks nice no matter what you do with it.”
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