She said,“Good morning! How was your run?”
“Good,” I replied, “but it’s kind of gross out. Are you working today?”
She sighed, “I had a message from London on my phone when I woke up this morning. There is an “issue” (here she made air quotes) that needs to be taken care of immediately. I should be back by lunch time. I really hate working on Saturdays.”
“Well, at least you’re not missing out on a beach day.”
“No, I guess I won’t have too much chance later in the summer either. C’est la vie.”
Then I remembered last night and I told her about Kevin and the stuffed animals.
She smiled and chuckled. “I’ll bet they’ll be hidden when you wake him up.”
“Probably. I’ll knock before I go in and give him a minute or two to protect his dignity.”