My husband is quick-witted and has a very dry sense of humor. Sometimes he just makes me laugh out loud.
Lazy Sunday, me writing on the laptop, him settled in his leather chair, remote in hand. "Any races on?" he asks me.
I check the laptop tv listings. "Channel 6, Formula One," I answer. "Just started at 1:00…but it’s over at 3:00. How could that be?" I wonder aloud.
"They’re fast," he says.
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