2/6/2009

Sarah sits bolt upright, head cocked as if listening.

John: What did you hear?

Sarah: No, I was trying to remember… There was that place with all those… rooms, people, friends (incoherent fast-talk). You know.

John: A hotel?

Sarah: No!

Sarah: (after a minute) Don’t make me think.

1/6/08

I am reading in bed. As I turn a page Sarah rolls over with a broad grin.

Me: What’s so funny?

Sarah: Oh it’s just the sound of the… uh… the…

John: Pages?

Her grin widens.

Sarah: Yeah, just the sound of ‘em.

12/10/08

Sarah: Stop saying that.

Me: Stop saying what?

Sarah: Well… I’ve been thinking. Sometimes before… uh… Sometimes before you go to bed you say… Wait, what is it you say?

11/5/08

I get into bed.

Sarah: It’s pretty stinkin’ funny.

Me: What’s that?

Sarah: All I said was that it’s pretty stinkin’ funny.

4/18/08

Sarah rolls over with an annoyed look on her face.

Sarah: Who’s Jonesie?

John: Huh?

Sarah: Who’s Jonesie?

John: Jonesie?

Sarah: Yeah.

John: I don’t know. Why?

Sarah: Because you were talking about Jonesie with someone outside the window. That’s weird.

3/1/08

Sarah wakes up.

Sarah: Luke wears one?

John: Huh?

Sarah: Luke wears one?

John: Excuse me?

Sarah: LUKE… WEARS… ONE?

John: Oh. Ok.