One day left and it happens to be Friday the 13th. Is Bobby superstitious, you ask? ... Hell Yeah!

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Friday the 13th … nuff said!

Six foot four, two hundred and something pound Detective Goren wakes up and realizes that it's not only is the day before Valentine's Day, but also Friday the 13th. He instantly breaks out in a sweat. Something's gonna go wrong today … I know it is. He sits up in bed and looks at the clock … he's late!

Alex is in the kitchen and finds four library cards. One with her name, but it says Eames. The other three are for the children. There's a mysterious message on their answering machine … "Thanks for saving my wife's life." And then there's the book, which she holds on to and reads and re-reads the title … over and over again. An Old Married … An Old … An old … What on earth?. Why does he need advice from a book? Our marriage is great! Does he think it's not? But those words he said. … Oh My God! He thinks I don't feel the same way! I haven't shown him how much I love him. Valentine's Day is going to be very special for my special husband! I'll show him!

Bobby walks into the kitchen and kisses Alex, he grabs a cup of coffee.

"Do you want breakfast this morning Honey?" Alex asks as she shimmies up to him.

"Ah … no Babe … I'm not very hungry."

He puts down his mug to wrap his arms around an amorous Alex, but he knocks over the salt shaker and spills the salt. He pushes Alex out of the way and tosses the salt over his shoulder but he's not sure which shoulder or which hand to use … he hates to do it … but he googles. He runs back into the kitchen … mumbling … "left shoulder, right hand."

Alex looks at him like he has two heads.

Bobby notices her look and says …"What? That's bad luck. Actually, it means you're gonna get into an argument during the day."

"Who? You? Get into an argument with someone. Do you spill salt every day, Bobby?"

He contorts his mouth in his Bobby way, grabs his cup of coffee, kisses her and leaves for work. He takes one step out of his house and a black cat crosses his path. He rolls his eyes. Great!

He has so much to do to make tomorrow the most special Valentine's Day for Alex and he's already starting off his day with a cat taking his luck away.

He calls the Florist to make sure the Roses will be delivered on time … they lost his order. He calls the jewelry store to find out if the special item he had made for her was ready for pick up … it wasn't. Damn cat! Where can I find a rabbit's foot?

He made it to work and the new construction on 1 PP's garage is all around him … unavoidable. He has no choice but to walk under a ladder to get to the elevators. Can this morning get any worse? He steps into the elevator and halfway up to the 11th floor, it lurches to a stop! Bobby is stuck in the elevator!

I think I'm just gonna sit here and cry.

After two hours of being stuck in the elevator, Bobby heads to the men's room. He slams the door to the stall and hears the mirror fall to the floor and shatter into a million pieces.

Just shoot me now!

He decides to put his Valentine errands on hold for the day … he wants to survive Friday the 13th first.

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The big day is about to arrive. Will he pull it off? ... Will she? The even bigger question ... will I? Thanks for reading! Judy:)