looking at the phone i notice that it’s my dad’s cell who was out playing tennis and running errands for us.

“hey daddy. it’s louissa.”

“hey louissa.  mom said that you wanted bodywash, but i don’t know what that means.”

“bodywash.  yeah.  i want bodywash… you know — the stuff you wash your body with.”

– silence –

“are you in the bodywash section at wal-mart?”

“i’m in the shampoo section.  is that close?”

“yeah close, but there’s a whole section for bodywash.”

“huh.  [interupted by people he knows] uh… let me call you back in a minute.”

huh is right.