Today, I'm going to spend time with my family. Gllen has other plans.
He walked by me on his way to his office, holding a tower of beer cans, stockpiling for a long poker session. He paused to ask me, "What time are you leaving?"
I responded, "My dad is picking me up any minute now."
He stared at me for a moment and then looked down at the beer. He looked back at me. "Is he coming up?"
I waited a full twenty seconds before answering. "No."
He looked relieved and continued to his office. I called out after him, "Would you have put the beer away and starting to knit if he was?"
"No," he hollered back at me, "I'd get some more beer."
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