“Go,” she says.
She points at the tv show that was paused long before she arrived, and which has yet to be referenced.
“We’re Talking,” I declare, happy, but a bit indignant.
“I’m done,” she says back, chomping on a cracker.
And we both crack up into laughter at the absurdity of our conversation.
Times like these make it all worth while, visiting my mom. 😛