Sweetheart! Would you like me to put some nail polish on them when I get home tonight? I have a shade of pink that would look darling with your skin color.”
When she saw the scowl on his face in reply, she chuckled and said, “I guess that means ‘no’. Well, I’m going to have to do something about your nails tonight. If I can’t put polish on them, they’ll need to be cut. I’ll have to do your toenails too! If they get any longer you won’t be able to walk.”
Anita wished him a nice day and went to the kitchen to get her purse. When she opened the garage door to go to her car, Howard heard the high pitched squeal of the garbage truck’s brakes in front of their house. Apparently Anita had gotten the garbage out just in time to be picked up.
