09:01 pm
on phone with mom.
ME
Blah blah blah stuff yak yak stuff yak yak whoah.
MOM
Whoah?
ME
I just happened to look down at my knee. There's a lot of dried blood on it.
MOM
Blood?
ME
Or maybe barbecue sauce. I dunno.
MOM
Uh. Yeah. And let me guess, you haven't eaten barbecue recently.
(call is brought into the kitchen where wet paper towels are applied, dabbingly)
ME
Huh. Looks like blood and there's a cut on the knee and everything. Don't know how the hell I got cut. Didn't even feel it. This is the first I noticed, cause I was just glancing down at my knee for no reason.
MOM
Oh, that happens to me a lot too.
ME
So it's hereditary?!
MOM
Maybe it's the heat.
Yeah. Maybe it's the heat.
|
