July 5, 2013
"Are you sure you have everything?" Lovino Vargas asked his wife. Rachelle DuCharme looked at her husband, less than amused.
"Oui, chere. I 'ave everyzing. W'y are you worrying so much? I'm just going back to Québec for a few days. I'll be 'ome on sunday." She smiled and cupped his face in her hand.
"I dont know." He said, looking away, blushing a bit. "Just something about this trip makes me uneasy."
"The personification of Québec going to Québec makes you uneasy? Zat's normal." She replied sarcasticly and kissed his cheek. "Je t'aime." She cooed.
"Ti amo, troppo." he sighed. She picked up her bags, and exited their home. Lovino stood alone, the worry only growing. The only imagine in his mind was his wife's two eyes.