28th was the day of MIRACLE! I was never actually acquainted with miracles but I experienced it the first time then.
Mr Man In Black left for the airport in the morning but fortunately, missed the flight. Good for me! For the first time in forever, he called me at 11 that morning and my jaw dropped completely. My beloved NB taunted, "I couldn't go, at last, the curse of you two fenced me in!" "Power of 0.01% hope! Told you!" I said. I shared this gobsmacking piece of news with Molly. We couldn't be any happier!
When we went down to NB's mother, she was also cheerful with his comeback. You know, "Mama's Boy, NB." Meanwhile, Mr Black, with his black suitcases came in holding much embarrassment as he lost with 99.99% guarantee to leave that day. He showed up with a KFC bucket for us. So sweet!
As soon as he entered, Molly and I shouted together, "You'll come back each time you leave, 'cause darling I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream!" Thanks to Taylor Swift. He was smiling likewise.
We entered his room and asked, "So when's your plan to leave us alone next?" My Mr Man In Black answered, "After two days, the 30th morning." "Hmm..." Molly and I reacted.
We sisses started planning more ways to spend that last little 48-hours time with that handsome-dashing GUY as much as we could. Nothing could stop us from that.