Kristin's mom was visiting for most of last week. On her last night in town, she wanted to go to Sizzler, so we obliged. When she got up for her third trip to the buffet, she grabbed her hip and I heard her mutter something about an avocado in her pocket. I said to Kristin:
"Did she just say she forgot about the avocado in her pocket?"
"Yeah. She must have forgotten about it for a minute."
"Why does she have an avocado in her pocket?"
"She stole it from the buffet."
"You mean she stole one of the decorative avocados from the borders of the buffet? The decorative ones? The ones only there for decoration? Are they real?"
"Yeah, I guess they are. She says they are, anyway. I guess she wanted one for later."
"I don't know why. She just put it in her pocket."
The next morning Kristin took her to the airport early while I watched Julia. When I went to the kitchen, I saw, sitting on the counter, an avocado.
How sweet, I guess she stole it for us.
Looks like we'll be having ourselves some deluxe salads tonight.