"Sounds good to me. We need to finish what we started this morning," David says, giving me a mischievous smile.

"Let's do it, because my math teacher assigned me a ton of homework," I complain playfully.

"I might have to have a word with that teacher to make sure my wife isn't overloaded with homework," he follows along with the joke and chuckles.

I get up from David's lap as we prepare to head home. He packs up his things, closes up the office, and we walk hand in hand to the parking lot. We arrive at the car, and David stows everything in the back. He closes the trunk,...