"Here's the autographed photo you wanted."
He handed a stack of photos to Laura Jones.
Hearing about the autographed photo, Laura's eyes lit up. Without any hesitation, she took the photo from William Wilson's hand, her smile slowly spreading.
"Thank you, hubby."
She was so excited she was practically dancing with joy.
"Go home now, get some sleep early."
"Okay, goodbye hubby."
"Goodbye."
Laura turned around and walked to her house, holding the autographed photo William had given her, as happy as a 200-pound child.
When she arrived at her door and was about to enter the passcode, the door opened from the inside.
"Laura, you're back."
"It's so late, and you're still up?"
"I couldn't relax because you were out so late. I heard some noise at the door and hurried to open it."
As she spoke, her eyes glanced at Laura's hand.
