Story of Sathya

Fit & Fine

“Do I look fat, Abby?”
“No, you just look fit and fine!”
She smiled at me and hugged me tight.
I took my wife for a candle light dinner.  We met one of her friend at the restaurant.
“Divya, congrats girl! How many months?”
I couldn’t control my laughter as my wife glared at me.

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