What?

“Who ate my rolls?”

“...You did, honey.”

“What? I did not. I remember having all of them in front of me, on my plate. I didn’t touch them. If you wanted some, Samantha, you could’ve asked! You know how I chose those.”

“But I didn’t get them, let alone eat them!”

“Then it must’ve been that filthy cat of yours. I swear, I turn to do something and that thing pounces. I told you to leave it outside! Didn’t you feed it?”

“You put him outside an hour ago, remember? Oh, and that’s the doorbell. I think it’s the plumber. Don’t just sit there staring at your plate, fetch it!”

“Hey, come on in. Sorry for asking to reschedule… I won’t be here on Thursday. The pipes are this way.”

“Right away, sir.”

“. . . What did you say your name was?”

“Carl.”

“And you are here to…?”

“… Fix the pipes?”

“No, no. I specifically remember telling you guys to come over Thursday.  Today is Tuesday.”

“But, sir, you just commented on being sorry to have to reschedule…”

“What? Nonsense! I don’t remember rescheduling. There must be some mistake. Come back in two days, like I asked.”

“Y-yes, sir.”

“But honey, you just called this man in! What are you doing telling him to go away?”

“What are you talking about, woman? You’re both crazy. Don’t make me send you out too!”

“Oh, that’s the phone. It must be Ben. Hey, Benny! We miss you…”


Two minutes later…..


“Why hasn’t Ben called yet? He said he would.”

“He did, sweetheart, not five minutes ago.”

“You’re making things up. Do you not want to talk to him, is that it? For heaven’s sake, he’s your son!”

“Darling -”

“Here, I’ll put him on the phone for you so you can tell that to his face. Doesn’t want to talk to our only son…sheesh. Hello, Ben? Yeah, it’s dad. Look, your mom wants to talk to you. Here.”

“Hey, Ben. No, no. Yeah. Sorry for that. I’ll call you when I fix this. Bye.”

“I wonder what’s on the news. Wasn’t Benny going to be calling? It’s already seven…”

Samantha promptly left the room and called for a doctor’s appointment.