A couple of weeks ago, I received a text from my cousin Catherine. She said she had some books she was donating, and wondered if I wanted to take first pick.
As if she had to ask.
It’s like she doesn’t even know me at all.
Then she was telling me that I didn’t need to take so much, was I sure (something to that effect- I was too busy hauling treasure to my car).
Me: Are you kidding? I was planning a Scrooge McDuck nose-dive onto your dining room table on my drive over here.
This is going to be fun.