He tapped his nose, chuckled, and quipped, "And your face is pretty red."
I was stunned into silence.
Is too much blush really such a crime?
Jack's parents were as welcoming as ever, serving up a feast filled with all my favorites.
I was digging in with gusto until Jack's mom chimed in unexpectedly.
"Did the cat make it back?"
Jack nodded affirmatively.
His mom set her fork down with a stern look.
"I heard pregnant women shouldn't be around pets. What if Sophie ends up pregnant?"
Her words were so startling that I choked on the fish I was eating.
A bone lodged in my throat, and I couldn't get it out by all means.
That sent everyone into a panic, and Jack whisked me off to the hospital without delay.
Fortunately, it wasn't deep, and the doctor removed it quickly with tweezers.
"How's your throat feeling now?"
Jack handed me a cup of warm water and some pain relievers.
I shook my head, indicating I was okay.
My throat was fine, but his mom's comment had scared me more than a little.
"Jack, you initially brought me in to stand in for Lady."
"Now that she's back, when are we planning to divorce?"
That was really eating at me.