A Migraine & A Memory

I legitimately spent almost the entire day with my eyes shut, fighting off a migraine. I'd been hoping to do some writing... but I ended up "writing" in my head rather than on my laptop.

The scene that I'm working on right now involves Bert placing a phone call to his friend Lucy's mother. He's just eaten a cupcake that reminds him of holidays spent with the Campbell family and wants to let Mrs. Campbell know that he's thinking of her. In writing this scene in my head while lying on the couch today, I remembered a time when my brother and his friends were living together in either Pittsburgh or Carlisle. The location isn't really all that important; it's the dialogue that makes the story memorable.

I was still living at home at the time. The phone rang one evening while my mom was working on dinner. I was likely talking her ear off about something that had happened earlier that day -- that was our usual routine. Anyway, I answered the phone and it was Pip's roommate Charles.

"Hi. This is Charles," he said. "We just bought a ham. Can we freeze that?"

It is still to this day one of my favorite phone calls to have ever received. ❤️

Alright. Assuming I've kicked this migraine to the curb and can think straight tomorrow, there should be a recounting of Friday night's book signing. I'm just not up to it at the moment.