It started on an ordinary evening, the kind where nothing feels particularly special until life decides to hand you a moment you’ll carry forever.It all began on a normal evening—the kind where nothing seems special until life hands you a memory you’ll carry forever. My wife was deep into her pregnancy, and anyone who’s been there knows cravings are unpredictable. They strike out of nowhere, hit like a freight train, and suddenly the universe revolves around satisfying them. That night, her focus was on one very specific thing: McDonald’s pickles……..CONTINUE READING IN BELOW
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