On Monday night I stood outside of The Barking Crab pressing my cell phone to my ear because my Mom had called. I knew if I waited until dinner was over to call back she'd be in bed.
"I just read your blog. Are you sure it was me?" she laughed as she thought about the story all over again.
"I thought it was you..."
"I didn't try to cheat. That sounds like your father."
"Come to think of it, maybe he sang it. But you told me why he was singing it quietly. You knew what he was doing."
We both laughed again, "Yeah that sounds right."