[Author’s note: I was looking through my blog drafts and apparently had written this conversation down 4 years ago but never hit publish. I’m happily doing so now…]
It was a bit later on a tuesday night. I’d just gotten out of the movies and my first duty was to call Maga.
Maga: Oh hi, Abby dear. I was just about to call you.
Me: I’m sorry it’s on the later side. I was in the movies and it just finished.
Maga: What did you see?
Me: It was a movie called THE HEAT.
Maga: *pauses*
Me: It was about two unconventional police detectives who were partnered up.
Maga: Oh, so it wasn’t about the weather?
Me: Nope. A crime/mystery/comedy type of movie.
Maga: Do you think i should see it?
Me: Maybe wait until rental.
Maga: I don’t get out to the movies much these days.
Me: Then this won’t be the one that gets you there.
Maga: So it wasn’t too hot for you? Oh, did you see what I did there? A joke. Ha Ha.
Me: *laughs* Perhaps wittiness is genetic.
<3
Abigail Mumford 