"And I'm going to be 40!" Sally sobs.I, on the other hand, will turn 40 in just a matter of days. 365 of them, to be precise. Now, I can't say this very loudly in a house where someone turned 50 a few months ago, so I will whisper it:
"When?" asks Harry.
"Someday..." she gestures vaguely.
"In eight years!"
"But it's there. It's just sitting there like this big dead end."
eeek.
3 comments:
Happy Birthday!
Go ahead and Eeek all you want!
Thanks, Jenn! My family got me a Roomba, and, while not the most romantic present ever, it was exactly what I wanted. So it's been a fun day.
I read this the day you posted it. But for some reason I re-read it today, and the light bulb finally clicked on over my head. Happy Belated.
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