Redefining The Phrase “Glutton For Punishment”

“Don’t laugh at me,” Lala said with a pout after I came back from yesterday’s errand.  (Why she said this isn’t particularly important, but it may have involved her helping me unload groceries and finding herself stymied by a closed door due to having overburdened herself.)

“I’ll laugh at you if I want to,” I said with a grin, “because I can always apologize later with the salted caramel ice cream I just bought.”

There was a pause for consideration (Enough time for me to grab a grocery bag with one hand and open the door for her with the other . . . hypothetically speaking for the sake of example, of course.), then I heard her quietly say, “You can laugh at me a little more if you like.”



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