Lydia stood at the top of the steps and yelled down. “Mom, Brian just texted me and asked if we could take care of his cat this weekend.”

I yelled back, “Sure.”

A few seconds passed.

Lydia continued, “He wants to know if you’ll give him his injections.”

“Only if I can write about it,” I replied.

A few more seconds passed.

Lydia: “Of course.”

So I did. Link.