BIRDS 3.2

Ask Edith.

It’s getting late. I’m sure John is expecting you home.

What was it like?

I’m sure you have many more important things to do.

Not really.

Those muffins and cookies for tomorrow’s stand aren’t going to bake themselves.

Oh! Shoot. I hate baking.

Follow the recipes I gave you and you can’t go wrong.

I’ll find a way.

Don’t forget your umbrella.

Bye, Edie. Bye, Clark.

Goodbye.

It slipped out.

I’m going to start dinner.

Don’t be sore at me. That kid idolizes you. She won’t take it any sort of way.

That is not the point. And don’t call her a kid.

Is this still about the bird?

What bird?

Because I have been telling you all day to forget about the bird and you refuse to listen.

It isn’t only the bird.

What is it then?

I can’t explain it.

How about I schedule an appointment with Dr. Grueber on Tuesday. Didn’t you like him?

Not really.

I just don’t want a repeat of your breakdown last summer.

Funny, because I’m all for it.

Edith, honey, let me hold you. Doesn’t this feel nice.

Yes.

Will you forget about the bird?

I’ll try.

Good girl. Now suppose after dinner we open up that bottle of port that’s been hiding in the back of the pantry.

Golly! I forgot to tell you! I promised Millie Lang I’d be over at 7:00 to help set up her koi pond.

Her what?

Oh, darling, I’m sorry.

Break it.

I can’t, the fish will die.

Damn the fish!

Clark-

This is exactly what I’m talking about.

Tomorrow.

The parade is tomorrow. Your appointment book is full up.

I’m free between 8 PM and 9.