“Hi Abby, dear,” said Maga.
“Hi Maga!”
“How’s your weather today?”
“It was hot and summery.”
“We had snow.”
“YOU HAD WHAT?”
“Snow,” she said, low and slow as if I was hard of hearing.
“Wow!”
“Yeah. That’s how I feel too. Wow.”
“Is this normal to have snow in September?”
“It’s not the common thing, but it does happen occasionally. It’s usually a temporary thing this early.”
“That’s crazy!”
“What did you do today?” Maga said.
“I worked on my computer and, well, that’s about it. A rather boring day.”
“Everything’s boring lately.”
“Well, yes, but it’s better to be bored and healthy than the alternative.”
Maga laughed for a lot longer than I expected her (or anyone, really) too. I wasn’t exactly making a joke, but dark humor is the way through this time, I guess. Who knew Maga had such a dark side?!
“What’s that noise,” Maga asked.
“Your microwave.”
“You know more than I do!”
“Naw. I just have younger ears than you do.”
“Well, that’s my dinner. I suppose I’d better go.”
“Okay. I hope you enjoy your dinner!”
“I don’t have much of an appetite, so I don’t know how I’ll be able to, but I’ll try.”
“That’s all I ask. Happy Tuesday, Maga!”
She may not have had a large appetite today, but at least she still had her sense of humor!
Abigail Mumford 