Carolyne

No Tricks, Just Treats

Dining in on Halloween, not so scary. Tomorrow, we try peas.

Carolyne joined me in the office this afternoon for a meeting, although she spent the time with my co-workers instead. Left with (to her) people she barely knows, she did fine, of course. After lunch we embarked on a tour of the newsroom, where she receives visitors and generally charms everyone. She’s probably more popular than I am at work, and with good reason: she doesn’t complain.

Going home via Metro, we waited for a train at Metro Center when a woman sat down next to us on the bench. “Is that your first?” she asked. When I told her it was, she smiled and said, “Don’t be in an hurry to have another.” I’m still wondering if she meant that in a “make sure you fully enjoy her” sort of way or a “one is fine, thanks” sort of way. Carolyne, exhausted from her social appearances, slept on peacefully in the knowledge that she has no competition.