Perfect Contradiction
“Hunter said, which, of course, only infuriated me all the more.
Calm down. As if.
“Hunter Wright, you’re lucky I didn’t clunk you over the head with something hard. Of all the idiotic, boneheaded ideas,” I yelled. I slammed a pan down on the stove, adding a pad of butter and a little oil.
“What are you doing?” Hunter asked as he paced back and forth in the kitchen behind me.
“What does it look like I’m doin’?” I asked sharply. “I’m making breakfast. I’m hungry. And I’m angry. An...d when I’m angry, I cook, okay?” I asked, miffed.
“Okay,” Hunter said, his hands raised in surrender.
“You’d know that if you really knew me at all,” I shot out.
“I do know you,” Hunter countered. “I know that I love you. I know you love me, and I know you’re havin’ my baby.”
I groaned and cracked several eggs into the sizzling pan.MoreLess
Calm down. As if.
“Hunter Wright, you’re lucky I didn’t clunk you over the head with something hard. Of all the idiotic, boneheaded ideas,” I yelled. I slammed a pan down on the stove, adding a pad of butter and a little oil.
“What are you doing?” Hunter asked as he paced back and forth in the kitchen behind me.
“What does it look like I’m doin’?” I asked sharply. “I’m making breakfast. I’m hungry. And I’m angry. An...d when I’m angry, I cook, okay?” I asked, miffed.
“Okay,” Hunter said, his hands raised in surrender.
“You’d know that if you really knew me at all,” I shot out.
“I do know you,” Hunter countered. “I know that I love you. I know you love me, and I know you’re havin’ my baby.”
I groaned and cracked several eggs into the sizzling pan.MoreLess
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