She passed the Burger King bag on to him.

There were a few french fries at the bottom that would miraculously remain there after the bag was crumpled and tossed into the back seat.

As they drove home he stared at the window, as if watching a re-run, praying for something to change.

Their Dog scampered down to the front of the lawn, tail wagging, from the moment it saw their car approaching.