Monday, December 30, 2013

Connie, Sancha and My Phone

By kiki


I laid my cell phone on top of the dinner table as I sat down for dinner; when Connie saw it, she asked me, “Is that your phone?” I told her yes that it was my phone, she then asked me “what is it doing here, are you expecting a call?” she was getting to me with her questions, so I answered her in a slight rise voice “yes!” “From sancha?” she asked. Again, but in a slightly higher rise voice, I said, “yes!!” I was just telling her what she wanted to hear, que no? but then she said, “tell her she can have you, tell her to take you away!” “she doesn’t have any money, so she can’t have me or take me, so I guess you just have to keep me,” I replied.

I think I am sleeping with the doggies tonight.

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