A Conversation Between Angels CXXXIII

“Hey, Bill, good morning, come sit with us.”

“Hi, thanks, Stan.”

“Lovely morning isn’t it?”

“Um, yeah.”

“Isn’t all this lovely fruit and juice just beautiful?”

‘Yeah Rose I guess it is.”

“Anything wrong?”

“Nope, nope.”

“Well then, why don’t you say Grace?”

“Ok. Bless Us O—hey do you think he’d mind if after I think him for the gifts I ask if we could have bacon tomorrow?”