You Don't Have To Pick Me Up

Michael chuckled lightly when he heard Sarah calling his name too as if she had something to say. 

While Sarah smiled a little hearing that. 

Somehow the current situation feels funny. 

How could they simultaneously talk like that? 

"What is it?" Michael asked gently with a smile. The cutlery that he was holding earlier had already been put down by him. His eyes focused on Sarah. 

"No, you can go first. What is it?" Sarah asked and ate her dinner. She had absolutely no problem letting Michael speak first. 

Michael shook his head. 

"What do you want to say? You can say it first. Ladies first." Michael said, then leaned forward, curious about what his wife wanted to say. 

Sarah didn't answer right away, she grabbed the glass that was on the table and drank the water. 

"It's nothing, I just wanted to tell you that tomorrow you don't have to pick me up," Sarah replied casually then continued eating.