When she was packing for Holland
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And now, to go out and eat Deviled Eggs that Maren has not made…
Scene:: At home, eating sloppy Jo’s with Sarah
Sarah farts loudly across the room in the chair.
We stare at each other and I chuckle.
Me: Whoo that gas! Enjoy that death camp, Nazi!
Sarah: that’s not funny Harvey. Do we have to see ‘The Boy in the Stripped Pajamas’? HUH? HMM?
I look sullen and down at my plate. “No…”
I slowly, sloooowly, finish my 4th sloppy Jo.
Sarah: HOW’S FOOD TASTE?
I wish you were here Maren. That way, I could call you and squeal “my boyfriend’s in town!”
And you would get it and get excited for me.
Team Scorpion, reunited once again!!
I miss listening to What’s My Age Again with my sister in the car
