“I’m really feeling shortbread.”

“What?” I glanced up at Allan, standing absent mindedly in front of the pantry.

“I’m really feeling shortbread. Like either buying some or making some or something.”

“I can make you shortbread.” I said, turning my head back to my laptop and pulling open the ever glorious Pinterest. “What kind do you want?”

“Those.” Allan gestured to the thumbprint cookie recipe with a perfect photo and even more perfect glaze crisscrossed over the cookies.

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