And no I wouldn’t jump off of a bridge if all of the other kids were doing it. Yes, I do have free will. Even when TW is involved, I have been known to say no… occasionally.
But she really did make me sniff coke last night. It was one of the odder moments in bed with her, I can tell you that.
I was happily reading my book, The Thirteenth Tale, and I was on page 13. She had already interrupted me on page 6 and page 10 so it shouldn’t have been any surprise when I arrived on page 13 and she put her book down – a sure sign that she’s going to interrupt me with some odd topic of discussion. I tried to ignore her, it’s The Thirteenth Tale after all. But, of course, I can’t ignore her. It’s impossible to do so.
I looked at her and she began to explain the revelation she has just had. About coke. About coke and the place we purchase our coke. And about many experiences with coke purchases in her life.
She handed me her open can of coke and told me that first, I needed to sniff it. So I would understand what she meant by the way coke sometimes smells like gasoline. (Uhhh errr, that is really what she said. I know, it’s weird.) So, I sniff. I took a really deep sniff.
Apparently, to TW, it smelled like gas and a can of coke. And this has been happening to her off and on for quite some time. Because we are now buying all of our coke at Daily’s Shell Station (which I have previously said I would not shop at any more due to the ICEE fiasco but have since changed my mind) because it’s the cheapest place in town – and it’s conveniently located on the way home from work.
Also, TW has experienced this gasoline scented coke at other times in her life. Like on family vacations when she would stop and get a coke (in a real bottle and before that whole high fructose corn syrup fiasco) from the machine in a gas station.
I gave her coke another sniff. And smiled in support of her revelation. But just between the two of us… I’ve never smelled gasoline scented coke before. I think it’s just another one of those TW and her imagination things. The next time you get a coke from a gas station, could you give it a sniff and tell me what you smell?
Wait. Clarification here: it is just the CAN that smells like gasoline, not the Coke. And you say no plenty.
I’m reading The Thirteenth Tale right now too. It’s a good train book.
I thought you had already read it, Karen! I’m on the “endsings” section and I really wanted to finish it last night but I was really tired, TW had turned off her light and I figured I would enjoy it more today.
I bet it is a good train book.