the line
“We have to move quickly,” he said nervously. I glanced over to see the sweat beginning to bead along his brow. Red-faced and perspiring, panic was quickly settling in. Clearly, it wouldn’t be long before his oncoming dread took him over.
“It’s fine,” I said cautiously. “Just try to relax.”
“I can’t, I can’t,” he mumbled, fear tumbling over. “We have to go now. If we don’t go now- You go, and I’ll finish up here.”
I could see him poised, getting ready to jump ship, and knew, I had to act quickly to keep him calm. To keep him from running away.
“It will be fine. Just relax.” But I worried, and looking around, I knew it wouldn’t be long before he left me. And then:
“I have to go. I have to leave. Please… Just go on without me.”
“I am not going to get in line. The last time I did that, you didn’t come back in time, and when you did show up, you didn’t have everything.”
“We have to go! Go now! Look at all of those people! They’re going to get in line right now! Just go. Please, please. Just go.”
Why do men think going to the grocery store is a form of torture?
“It’s fine,” I said cautiously. “Just try to relax.”
“I can’t, I can’t,” he mumbled, fear tumbling over. “We have to go now. If we don’t go now- You go, and I’ll finish up here.”
I could see him poised, getting ready to jump ship, and knew, I had to act quickly to keep him calm. To keep him from running away.
“It will be fine. Just relax.” But I worried, and looking around, I knew it wouldn’t be long before he left me. And then:
“I have to go. I have to leave. Please… Just go on without me.”
“I am not going to get in line. The last time I did that, you didn’t come back in time, and when you did show up, you didn’t have everything.”
“We have to go! Go now! Look at all of those people! They’re going to get in line right now! Just go. Please, please. Just go.”
Why do men think going to the grocery store is a form of torture?
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