Kindred Spirits

At the restaurant, Scott asked what they had on tap. Dos Equis and Tecate, the server said.

“Hmm,” said Scott, looking at me. “Which should I go for?”

I laughed, shrugged. I don’t know one beer from another. He ordered a Tecate. As the server walked away, I said, teasingly, “Emily of New Moon? Or Emily of Deep Valley?”

“Deep Valley,” he said, not missing a beat.

I blinked at him.

“That’s the right answer.”

“I know.” He grinned. “Sweetheart. I read your blog.”

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Comments

1. 

   Hannah @ A Quiet Spot says:

   There are no secrets in the P. household! 😉

   On August 4, 2011 at 7:09 pm

2. 

   Kathy says:

   🙂 Good answer, Mr!

   On August 4, 2011 at 11:59 pm

3. 

   Penny says:

   Well played, Mr. P. 🙂

   On August 5, 2011 at 5:02 am