Shayari Bazar

There’s an organic grocery store just off the highway exit. I can’t remember the last time I wentshopping for food.” A smile glittered in his eyes. “I might have gone overboard.”I walked into the kitchen, with gleaming stainless-steel appliances, black granite countertops, andwalnut cabinetry. Very masculine, very sleek. I went for the fridge first. Water bottles, spinach andarugula, mushrooms, gingerroot, Gorgonzola and feta cheeses, natural peanut butter, and milk onone side. Hot dogs, cold cuts, Coke, chocolate pudding cups, and canned whipped cream on theother. I tried to picture Patch pushing a shopping cart down the aisle, tossing in food as it pleasedhim. It was all I could do to keep a straight face.