“Twice,” she laughed at him. “I was questioning whether you were going to assume a lotus pose and do deep meditation.”
“I admit to centering myself when their fighting went long in the tooth,” he shook his head.
“It was the argument over whether you put jelly on top of peanut butter and then close the sandwich or whether you put the jelly on its own slice of bread and then squish them together which did my head in,” she recalled the argument with a frown. “Seriously, who cares? Its all on the sandwich.”
“I don’t know.” He disagreed, “Max’s concern about the jelly making the bread soggy too soon was compelling.”
She gave a low laugh, “don’t let Ollie hear you say it. She’ll be devastated you took his side.”
“Can’t be accused of playing favorites,” he gave a loud yawn.
“Tired?” she q
