Jan

you married a rich man, of course, for his money, but in these three years, you began to love him, and he his money. Soon you started your own business, helping your husband, even though he told you to just spend his money.

today, walking home from work, you told him that you wanted fruit, so he went to the store with you. while you were putting the tangerines in the bag, he looked at the bananas and spoke a little thoughtfully. "Honey, what kind of bananas do you like?" he asked, looking at the bananas, waiting for your answer.