I Thought She Did “Nothing” All Day — Then a Single Box Proved Me Wrong

“They’re having a ten-year reunion next month,” she said, trying for casual. “I was thinking about going.”

I gave a short laugh.

Not because it was funny. Because it felt unnecessary.

“Why?” I asked.

She paused. “Why what?”

“Why go?” I leaned back in my chair. “So you can tell everyone you stay home and wipe noses all day?”

The air shifted immediately.

“What?”