Along Came a Cowboy
“Jennifer asks on our way to the Lazy W.
“What do you mean?” I play dumb, like adults always seem to do when they’re uncomfortable with a question. Something I never thought I’d do. But it beats handing her the iPod that’s lying on the console between us and suggesting she find some good music to listen to. Which appears to be my other option.
“You kept apologizing. And when y’all talked”—she picks up the iPod herself, apparently growing tired of the conversation already, thankfully—“it ...was just weird. Nothing like when we’re here for Christmas.”
She’s right. It’s amazing what a buffer two extra adults can be. But without Russ and Tammy there, the awkwardness is palpable. Which is why, even though I drive out to the barn and ride several mornings a week, I don’t go up to the house often.
Oh, I drop by on their birthdays. . .Mother’s Day and Father’s Day. . .and stay long enough to give them a generic-sounding card and equally generic gift.MoreLess
“What do you mean?” I play dumb, like adults always seem to do when they’re uncomfortable with a question. Something I never thought I’d do. But it beats handing her the iPod that’s lying on the console between us and suggesting she find some good music to listen to. Which appears to be my other option.
“You kept apologizing. And when y’all talked”—she picks up the iPod herself, apparently growing tired of the conversation already, thankfully—“it ...was just weird. Nothing like when we’re here for Christmas.”
She’s right. It’s amazing what a buffer two extra adults can be. But without Russ and Tammy there, the awkwardness is palpable. Which is why, even though I drive out to the barn and ride several mornings a week, I don’t go up to the house often.
Oh, I drop by on their birthdays. . .Mother’s Day and Father’s Day. . .and stay long enough to give them a generic-sounding card and equally generic gift.MoreLess
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