Making Plans for Dinner
In our cozy kitchen, the aroma of roast beef lingered as I moved through dinner preparations, while Vince cheerfully set the table, chatting about his day without a clue. I intended to keep it that way—at least until the final moment. Every detail of the evening was planned with precision, down to the guest list, which I’d made sure was complete. “This will be an unforgettable night,” I murmured to myself, determined that everyone would witness what Vince thought he had gotten away with.
Making Plans For Dinner
Vince’s Ignorant Jokes
As I tossed the salad, Vince leaned casually against the counter, rambling on about his car and sharing details I couldn’t care less about. “Did you know it has a built-in GPS?” he asked, eyes gleaming with excitement. I nodded, forcing a smile while suppressing the storm brewing inside me. Completely oblivious to the truth, Vince was too wrapped up in his shiny new toy to notice the tension. But his buoyant attitude was about to come to a screeching halt once the full story spilled out.
Vince’s Ignorant Jokes
