What's Yours is not Always Mine by Y. M. Roger
Marianne donned her glasses to read, and began to cry softly – her eyesight had deteriorated just since yesterday.|
“Honey?!” Bob called, sounding frustrated.
Marianne quickly wiped her tears.
“Honey, have yo –” Bob busted-out laughing. “Here.”
He switched their glasses.
Marianne could see!
This time, she cried happy tears in Bob’s arms.
Y. M. Roger
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