For this story, it's probably better to read the rest of my notes after reading the story. Done that? Great. The intent here was to have two possible ways to read this, possibly depending on how much of an optimist you are. The first version is just a nice date night, kind of bland but sweet. The second was to have "lengthening shadows" imply that she is waiting for a long time, and that things are not as sweet as they seem; perhaps he is not coming home. I will let the reader decide which option they like better.
Everything was prepared
perfectly: their best tablecloth, draped evenly; the gold-rimmed plates, clean
and shining; cutlery arranged just so, the way her mother taught her.
Freshly baked chicken filled the house with a mouth-watering aroma. Convinced
that everything was as it should be, she waited, as the shadows slowly lengthened,
for him to come home.
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