posted by susan-oh-susan / february 18 at 9:01 am / uncategorized / 3 comments
I stood there, like a moron, until Tyler came into the hallway.
“I thought I heard you leave, and then I thought I heard you come in, and then I heard nothing and I thought you were murdered in the long dangerous walk between the front door and the kitchen, where you were heading to make your favourite son a triple decker ham-turkey-mystery meat sandwich,” he rumbled. You know, he’s eighteen now, and his voice “broke” three, maybe even four years ago, but still, every time I hear that rumbly man’s voice come out of that mouth…
“Oh, Jesus, Mom, don’t cry, I’ll make my own sandwich!” he said, because—well, you know what I did.
“No, no,” I said and I didn’t even ask him, he picked up the grocery bags and took them into the kitchen and me, I…
I put the iPad right back where I found it.
That’s just what I did.
3 comments on How could I be so stupid?:
sugar&spice76: Oh, honey.
susan-oh-susan: I know, Sugar. Moron, right?
sugar&spice76: No, honey. No. Hugs.
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