Given the state of things

All bets are off. The gold line manner. The birth before lunchtime issue. Even if you see this, I won’t know it. There are rubber hammers on the grass. This car I can’t drive.

For her, Susan held back on the sarcasm and just made simple dinners. Robert looked over her shoulder. She said, “Ok, call me June.” He said, “You’re name’s Jane.” She said, “I know which side of the fence I was dropped off at.”

I was not pretending, but when I saw the looks on their faces, then I said I was pretending. We could go over it again, if you like. Susan looked at Robert and he looked down at the dog. June said, “If you’re going to give a gift, be sure to wrap it in red paper.” She always was the cautious one.

I did not want drinks.