“They’ve been great.”
“Kevin’s a little doll, isn’t he?”
“Well, yeah. I think he’s a real sweetheart. But he’s so small. The cashier at Target thought he was a pre-kindergartner.”
“That’s dopey. If I didn’t know how old he was I’d guess he was a well behaved 8-year old.”
“I thought so too. She was nice but seemed a little daft.”
“That’s a word you don’t hear much.” She laughed. “Wait, was this Agnes?”
“Yeah, how’d you know?”
“Nice but daft, that’s her. We were in grade school together. She always got terrible grades. Her husband’s a great guy though and her kids are all really bright. But, how about you, how’d you decide on medicine.”
