--Marg, soup tastes off.
--How odd.
--Right odd. Wouldn't be trying to poison me, would ya, Sweets?
--Poo! You got me.
--A weak way kill, poison. That's why women do it.
--I could never #fool you, dear.
--Damn right.
I dump the split pea. My hand slips in my apron pocket, heavy with iron #vss365
12 months ago