|Maxwell Plummer at 13|
He made the pumpkin squares with chocolate chips, solid and delicious. I poured a large glass of milk
and ate that pumpkin square for breakfast staying present with every bite.
I thought about eating Tom's piece. I thought and thought. I really wanted a second piece. Tom would never know. He would not remember that there was a pumpkin square waiting for him. I could take him a bowl of cereal topped with blueberries and he'd be so grateful.
But my better self won out. He got his. Thank you, Max.
Conversation #1 from last night:
Louis: Grandma, I forgot how many pictures you have. I counted them.
Me: How many were there?
Louis: I forgot.
Conversation #2 from last night:
Me to Rian: Ahh, you have a coldsore. HERPES.
Rian: No, I never get coldsores. This is a split lip, because my lips are dry.
Me: That's what happens to coldsores; they split. HERPES.
Rian: Stop saying HERPES. I don't have HERPES.
Me: You have HERPES. Lip HERPES.
Rian: No, I don't. It's the Accutane.
Rian as they carry her off in a straight jacket: No, no no. I have dry lips. They split. I don't have HERPES.
Grandma, calling out the door and waving goodbye: So sorry about your HERPES! Take your medication!