We were packing to grab a fast few days in Key West, the chill and drear finally got to Himself, and I said I thought I might pick up a light jacket for cool evenings. 'I thought you had a jacket," he said.
Sidling over to stand in front of the open closet, I thought fast. "What jAcket do you mean?"
"You know," he said, "the one you bought."
I wonder if he thinks that sometimes clothes and shoes just appear from nowhere. On balance, that wouldn't be a bad thing.
Well, here we are at the Miami Airport, and the little plane to KW will be boarding soon. I'm wearing a hoodie. I'm not one to push my luck