As soon as Biff
left the meeting,
he wanted a drink.
He headed
straight to the pub.
He stepped
up to the door.
He reached
for the door handle.
And then
he stopped himself.
He turned around
and went home.
“Abby! Abby!”
he called out.
“I did it!”
He lifted her
He started
to swing her around.
“Did what?”
Abby laughed.
“Abby, I went
to a meeting,”
said Biff.
“It was okay.
It really was.
Then I went
to the pub.
But I didn’t go in!
I stopped myself.
Isn’t that great?”
“That’s really great,”
said Abby.
“That makes me
very happy.”
“Me, too,”
“But I’m scared.
I don’t know
if I can keep this up.”
“You can,”
said Abby.
“I know you can.”
“Every day
will be a big step,”
said Biff.
Abby and Biff
made dinner together.
They had not done that
for a long, long time.
After dinner
they washed dishes.
“We’re in this together,”
Biff said.
“Washing dishes
or no drinking?”
laughed Abby.
“Both,” said Biff.
“And, Baby,
I’m so glad
you and I
are together.”
“Tell me more,”
said Abby.
“I like you
like this.”