Scene: I'm driving my daughter to school.At the end of the street, we pass two police
cruisers outside a nice home.
Characters:
- Me, the mom.
- B, the daughter.
Me: Oh, look at that.
B: That kind of scares me.
Me: Why?
B: What if there is a crazy robber with a
knife hiding in the bushes? And he's going to be loose in town all day.
Me: There is no crazy robber with a knife
hiding in the bushes.
B: How do you know?
Me: Didn't you see the old woman in the
purple bathrobe coming out to meet the cops? Do you think that would be
happening?
B: Well, then what happened?
Me: I don't know. Maybe it was a domestic
dispute. Or maybe they woke up and found some things were missing.
B: So we're back to the robber with a
knife, or a gun, or a Katana.
Me: Or a spoon.
B: That's the worst one. (giggles)
We have arrived. She exits from the car, but she leans back in.
Me: I love you.
B: Do you think robber's have shopping
lists?
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