I know what you mean. I am still a little (mild cough) short of breath.
You actually sound fine, that's not what I meant.
We are, what, eight people?
Yeah. I think so.
I only got six Opera tickets.
Sorry. I feel terrible. I don't know who I wasn't counting.
That's OK. I completely understand. I'm terrible at numbers too. In fact, my business card has a tip chart on the back so that I'll always know how much to tip the pizza guy.
But you'll be all alone while we're at the Opera.
I'll sit this one out with you, says C. We can get Aperol Spritzers.
1. Even when you think a story is over, it may keep on going
2. Aperol trumps Opera in the card game of life
3. When your Grade Nine teacher said Math skills would be important later, she was right