… The phone rang and the man paused, arm in air, chip en route to mouth. The woman looked at him, frowning. “Just ignore it,” she said.
“I’m not even doing anything,” the man said. The potato chip landed and he crunched it through three more rings. Then a pause, then a voice joined them there in the room throughÂ the small black box on the wall.
“Oh, Hi, it’s me, just wanted to let you know I’m stopping by later to drop off the gurney. See you.” Beep
“What’s a gurney?” the man asked the woman.
She hesitated, then answered. “It’s a metal stretcher with wheeled legs used for transporting hospital patients. Why?”
“Just wondering,” he said and then got up. There was a commercial on for Jeopardy, with a teaser: “It is the color of mourning in Iraq.”
“What is BLUE!” the woman shouted. Marco the returning champion said it, too; then, “Thanks, Alex, I’ll take colors for $600.” Another commercial came on, then, for a company that replaces windshields when they’ve cracked. To sweeten the deal they give 25 dinners to a restaurant nearby once the windshield’s replaced.
“I’m going out for a minute,” the man yelled from the front of the house. The woman closed her eyes and shook her head.
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