Today on the way to lunch:
Me: So I told Mom I was going to skip tomorrow.
Him: What’s tomorrow?
Me: I was going to go with Mom to take Nanny out to lunch, but I just can’t say that I’m completely passed this cold. I just don’t want to risk spreading germs that can get back to Dad with his chemo and all.
Him: Yeah, don’t be Patient Zero, Carla. Nobody likes Typhoid Mary…