Sunday, October 27, 2019

Honey

I’ve had a sore throat lately and have been leaving the honey out. I was making some soothing tea and was searching the counters.
Austin: What are you looking for?
Me, rasping out: Honey.
Austin reaches into the cupboard, where the honey belongs, and hands me the bottle.
Austin, a moment later: What I meant to say [he points at himself].

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