Till Summer Do Us Part

by Meghan Quinn

Uh, news flash, Chad, you don’t know how to properly use a comma, you nitwit,

The wife and I are twinning.”

“You realize there’s something seriously wrong with you, right?” she says, leaning forward on a whisper.

“Yikes, who is that supposed to be?” Chad asks from behind me. I look over my shoulder and stare up at him. “Your mother. Did I not capture her correctly?”