6.12.18

“Abby, dear, hi!”

“Hi, Maga! How are you?”

“What day is today?”

“MAGA?!”

“What?”

“It’s me. Abby. What day do you think it is?”

“Oh.” Pause. “It’s Tuesday!”

“Good girl.”

And after a brief assist, Maga caught on fast and, in fact, told me a thing or two.

“Did you hear about [Bro-in-law-] T’s plane ride home?” she said.

“I heard a few vague details, but I’m waiting on a call back from them with more.”

And she launched into the story of how a woman got sick on the plane, the flight attendants called for medical personnel, and B-I-L-T was the only doctor aboard, and after assessing the situation, had the plane re-route to the nearest airport so the passenger could get immediate medical attention!!

Before I could digest all that information, she’d moved on. “Did you know your parents are going to San Diego next?” she said.

“I heard a few vague details, but I’m waiting on a call back from them with more.”

And she launched into the tale of my cousin’s high school graduation and all the attendees he’ll have celebrating him.

“Any other family news?” Maga asked.

“I don’t know. You tell me,” I said.

She paused for a minute and then launched into the next story. “Did you know your mom and I visited [nephew L] when he was a baby?”

“In Seattle?”

“Yes.”

“In Seattle?” I repeated.

“Yes. How old are those kids again?”

“16. 13. 10.”

“So it must have been 10 years ago your mom and I went. How old was I then?”

“You would have been 87. SO YOUNG! Spring chicken!”

“Oh dear. How could I go tripping at that age?”

“How could you not?!?”

The conversation had a slow start, but once it gained momentum, I couldn’t slow her down! I just held onto the information highway.

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