Conversations, Uncategorized

Get to the point

Whenever we’re driving, Jack says that I can have an entire conversation by myself, and he never has to comment. I ask questions and then answer them myself. Then go on a rant about how things used to be when I was young (or something). I can talk. A lot.

Sometimes Jack has a lot to say. Sometimes not so much.

 

Jack: Oh look, the barber shop closed.

me: Awwww. What did the sign say?

Jack: Closed.

me: Oh.

 

 

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