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Zach bought me a car. Okay, yes...I needed a car. My poor car is...well, she hasn't even moved in a week because I'm not sure she can anymore. The thing is, Zach didn't just buy me a car. He bought me THE car. The car that I have been dreaming about since I learned how to say the word car. We were supposed to go out tonight, dinner and a movie, but I would rather stay in and...celebrate and thank him. I'm going to make, at his request, roast chicken and mashed potatoes. We're going to rent a movie and I am going to devote all of my attention to him.

"What other veggie do you want?" I ask as we are gathering groceries at the store.

"I guess something green... maybe some broccoli?" He suggests.

"Perfect," I smile and kiss his cheek. "Broccoli it is. And we'll pick up a bottle of wine."