We were at Panera's on Fifth Avenue before Claire's big 1D concert experience this past Monday night.
[a whole other roller coaster ride of a story]
Three people at the table next to us were deep in conversation, dotted with occasional happy moments of laughter. Thin man with glasses is telling stories, while his two companions lean in.
So, I wasn't afraid of weasels, he said.
But Susan was.
Susan was afraid of weasels.
Never met Susan but gotta go with her on this one.
This is going on my list: things I'm afraid of ~
afraid of weasels.