Leigh is picking through the stuff I have hauled out of the attic, where it has resided since I moved into this house in 2001, and deciding what she will take off my hands.
Leigh: Isn’t that a bath pillow?
Me: Um. Yeah.
Leigh: I gave that to you at Christmas two years ago!
Me: Oh. Right.
Leigh: Can I have it back? Mine broke.
The end of the line
1 year ago