Saturday, March 7, 2015
It's just not enough...
You wanted to go to the magazine store. I drove you to the magazine store, left you at the door and parked the car. Paid the parking meter. Walked back. You had an armful of magazines and paperbacks. I went around the store with you.
You never asked me if I was going to buy anything. You never asked me why I wasn't buying anything. You never offered to buy me something to read.
You bought for more than $70 of reading material and I drove you home. You thanked me, though. Maybe I should be content with that. But I'm not.
Posted by Amie du Richelieu at 6:29 PM