Friendly Neighbor asks to read some of my books. No one asks me that, so I bring her a couple. While we’re still standing in the doorway, a spider scrambles by. Friendly Neighbor screams a little, and then throws one of my books at the spider.
Bill: “Sheesh, if you didn’t want to read them, you could’ve just said so.”
FN: (Laughing) “Sorry. It was instinct.”
Bill: “They’re good for holding up uneven tables too.
Have a great Saturday!