The box was cleverly hidden in the closet, but nothing escapes me and I smelled it out right away. It was my birthday and clearly Avi, my hubby of 17 years, had got me a pair of shoes. Just a peek, I thought. An involuntary gasp of shock escaped my lips when I opened the shoebox and saw the pointy-toed shoes. Oh my God, high-heels, pointy toes, pink in colour! PINK! Avi wanted to surprise me. And, perhaps, relive our younger days.

Surprised I was when he handed me the box later that day. Eager to try them on, I whipped off the lid – a pair of staid brown sandals mocked back at me.


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