“Hey, look—Jeff Joseph’s speakers arrived!” Rosemarie exclaimed.
“Oh, cool. Let’s take a picture,” I said. “Go over there and look pretty.”
“What?”
“I said, ‘You look so pretty.’ Geez. Come on, stand next to the speakers. Please?”
“Alright.”
“I said, ‘Stand next to them.’ I didn’t say, ‘Lean all over them like they’re yours.’”
