The last day before seven weeks apart. From in front of his computer at the kitchen table, Mike has proposed a plan of attack for the morning’s life admin before they head out at noon to go see the poppyfields. Still waking up slowly, and with a cup of coffee on the couch, Lisa has proposed an alternate plan.
Mike (with slightly less than his usual measure of good grace): “Fine then.”
Lisa: “What happened to loving the fact that I’m different from you?”
Mike: “I love your differences. I love them so much that I would never want to change you. Just the things about you that are wrong.”
Lisa: “Huh. And do you have a list of those things?”
Mike: “Well, as a matter of fact, let me just pull that up.”
Lisa: “Material to keep us busy on the drive out to the poppy fields?”
Mike: “That’s a two hour drive.”
Lisa: “Well, time enough to make a good start, at least.”
