Lily, Noah, and I went for a walk on Monday. And as usual, Lily and I chatted- while Noah slept. We talked about school and the things we saw as we walked. It was lovely. Then she spotted our neighborhood little-old-man starting down his driveway. "HI!" she screamed at him. "Hello there!" he called back to her. I smiled and we kept going. "That's a crazy looking.." she started to say.. and then paused.
My eyes got wide and I held my breath. We were still 100% in hearing range of the man and even if his hearing wasn't as good as it used to be, Lily was being her usual loud self and I'm sure he could still hear her. And ohmagod she's gonna scream that he's a crazy looking old man! Ohmagodohmagod! All I could think was just spit it out already and let's get it over with. Just get it over with! So I can die of embarrassment right in the middle of the street.. and then move on.
".. roof," she finished. What? I looked down at her. She was looking at the other side of the street. At a roof with two large sky lights. Exhale. "Yes!" I said loudly. "That is a REALLY crazy ROOF isn't it? With all those WINDOWS on it!"
And the little old man was probably thinking, why is that crazy woman yelling about that person's roof?
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