Bailey, where’s your hat?”
“In my pocket, sir!”
“Why isn’t it on your head?”
“Because I can’t get my head in my pocket, sir!

“She shrugged."I always put in long hours. I really wanted a wife."He leaned tow…”

“But, Marcie had reminded herself, I don’t know the weight of anyone else’s burd…”

“But what if you don’t like Chico?” she asked him, her brow furrowed. “Will you …”

“Thanks a lot. You could have cut the girl some slack. We haven't had anything p…”