The two of them were sitting in the car. Seatbelts unbuckled and windows down, they read their books; the radio hummed along in the background. Soon they would have to climb out of their stories, the schoolbell ringing to let them know that little sisters would be ready to come home.
Lisa read slowly, a roll of Thin Mints opened in her lap. Her lunch for today. She ate a cookie and turned the page alternately, occasionally surfacing to ask ME, “Are you sure you don’t want one?”
“No. No, I’m good,” was the reply. Pages were turned. Cookies eaten.
“Are you sure? Because I’m going to eat this whole thing,” Lisa said.
“Well of course. Who ever eats exactly the serving size?” ME said, flipping pages still, not really paying attention.
“They should just change the serving size. Twenty cookies in one sitting isn’t too many. And no one ever has any to put away once they’ve opened it up.”
“Very true.”
A radio commercial fills in the background; it’s trying to sell a diet pill slash sleep aid. “The weight will just fall off,” a chirpy girl says.
Lisa turns to ME. “Thin Mints would make a good diet.”
“Really.” The world comes out slowly, as in disbelief.
“Sure. The more you eat, the more the ‘thin’ sloughs right off.”
They’re laughing together when the school bell rings. Books shut, radio silenced, cookies polished off, and they reluctantly remove themselves from their temporary sanctuary.
Totally the best thing I read today!
Thanks for the laugh and smile.
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