Overheard

Scene:
Last Monday evening, my kitchen, Fannie is cooking and Precious youngest is setting the table.

Fannie: “Only two places hon, dad is out of town.”

Precious Youngest: “He’s out of town? No one tells me anything. Where is he?”

Fannie: “Denver.”

Scene:
Last Thursday evening, my bedroom, Fannie is changing for a social engagement.

Precious Youngest: “Dad called. He’s on his way, but he’s late because his plane from DALLAS was delayed.”

Fannie: *blink* *blink* “What ever, at least I knew it started with a “D”.

Scene:
Last night, bottom of the stairs, yelling up to Precious Youngest.

Fannie: “I have GNO tonight, you’re on your own for dinner. But think about what you want for dinner the rest of the week. Dad is going out of town.”

Precious Youngest: “Where’s he going?”

Fannie: “Chicago.”

Precious Youngest: “Are you sure?”

Fannie: *blink* *blink* “Could be Cincinnati. But I’m pretty sure it starts with a “C”.

Precious Youngest: “Do you want me to text him? He could be in CALCUTTA for all you know!”