Carneli
"Kyndall is my wife," he said with a dopey smile that he got any time he mentioned his wife. He loved her with a very large chunk of himself, and it made it difficult not to feel warm and gooey whenever he mentioned or thought of her.
And she was a better cook than he was, so hopefully they would have a nice dinner ahead.
"I'm sure she wouldn't mind having you over and adding an extra place at the table. We usually have left overs, so maybe she's always just prepared for extra guests to show up," he laughed and smiled welcomingly.
He liked the idea a lot, and thought a little relaxation time would be good for everyone.
