xH called me on my way home from work. He was at the house, had shoveled and wondering where we were. We were on our way home from his brothers (xsil watched the girls for us today). He asked if he could take the girls to dinner. I said sure, and told them I would bring them wherever he wanted to go. He said "I meant all 3 of you. Pick a place and I'll meet you there". Um......ok.
I chose a pub close to the house. We ate in the gameroom so the girls had a great time. We sat and ate while they spent xH's quarters. It was quiet, but nice. We chatted a bit about our jobs (both law enforcement on the federal side, know some of the same people), its a safe conversation. He bought dinner.
He is still in mystery pain (front right side). Has been to the doctor, but isn't talking much about the results. I tell him to feel better, and leave it at that, as its obvious he isn't comfortable sharing. Doesn't want to burden me, doesn't want me to care, who knows.
He got us in and settled, started the girls' bath and fled. Nice enough, but just a weird night.
