Bounce

[home_and_away]

My mother was on a bus bound for Minnesota this morning when my father called her to ask if today was the day of the wedding.
"No, it's next week," she answered. "Are you going to make it down?"
"Nah," replies Dad, "I gave her away the last time and she bounced back to us. I figure maybe if she does it herself this time, it'll stick."
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~grin~
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So of course Ma called me to see what I would think of that idea.
I laughed out loud; it makes perfect sense.
And it's a wonderfully elegant way to phrase, "I'm working 1,129 miles away, 7 days a week, usually 20 hours a day, with no end in sight. Love to be there, Sunshine, but it's not physically possible."


This, ladies and gentlemen, is my father.
Isn't he the greatest?