Not the kind people perform because they’re losing an argument.
A couple of months passed.
Then Greg called.
Dan put him on speaker.
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
“I’m going to be in Chicago next weekend.”
Dan looked at me.
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Greg continued.
“I was wondering if the guest room is available.”
Not assuming.
Asking.
I nodded.
Dan smiled.
“Yeah. You can stay.”
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Greg laughed.
“Do I need to sign the guest agreement?”
I leaned toward the phone.
“Depends. Are you planning to fight the coffee machine again?”
“No, ma’am.”
“Then we’ll see.”
This time, we were home for part of his visit but out most of Saturday.
When Greg left Sunday morning, Dan and I walked into the guest room.
Bed made.
Towels folded.
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Trash gone.
The kitchen was clean.
I opened the sink.
No takeout containers.
No mystery mugs.
Then I noticed something beside the new coffee machine.
A fresh bag of coffee.
