The One I Have
I was driving Corwin to school the other day when we had the following conversation.
Corwin: Gray (his bff) used to have a crush on Madeline.
Me: Really? Madeline who?
Corwin: You know…the one in France…with the nuns. From the books.
Me: (muffled giggling)
Corwin: (in a sad little voice) I don’t think he’ll ever find love again.
He’s so sincere and sweet. I don’t know why the kid has to trot this stuff out while I’m driving. Giggling maniacally makes it very difficult to steer.