while standing outside waiting for two girls' parents to pick them up, one asked me:
"mrs. alberts, are you going to make fried chicken for dinner tonight?"
"no," i replied. "i don't know how to fry chicken."
"it's easy!" the other girl responded. "my grandma can teach you."
"oh, mrs. alberts, it's just you and your husband at home? that's sad."
"not really. we're together."
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