“Pass the popcorn, Margaret. This is getting good.”
Margaret passed the bowl of popcorn to Gladys. “Gladys! How can you be so insensitive? She’s struggling. Can’t you see that?”
“Of course I can see that. That’s why it’s getting good!” Gladys scooped up a handful of popcorn in one hand and with the other, she deliberately ate one popped kernel at a time, while watching the drama unfold.
Basil walked over and sat next to Gladys. “Uh oh. She’s at it again, isn’t she.” Continue reading →