“I know you want a baby, but I’m not ready.”
“That’s okay. It’s your choice.”
“But this means so much to you, so I thought we could compromise.”
“You want to have half a baby?”
Deadpan: “Yes.”
“Which half?”
“Bottom half. Then I don’t have to feed it.”
“Ah. Smart.”
Pause.
“Do you want to know the real idea?”
Quietly: “Yes, honey.”
She hands him a photo. He tenses, mouth agape, eyes watering. “Oh my God. You mean it?”
She does.
By the end of the day, they're the newly adopted parents of a two-year-old husky-shepherd mix.
Jamie Clapperton over 4 years ago
Was really intrigued by the third line. Lovely ending. (I'd have gone for cats too, :-))
Neville Hunt over 4 years ago
Nicely done Beck. You had me guessing right until the end. Dogs and cats are OK so long as they’re someone else’s...