Michele (looking at photo): “It looks like –”
Me (interrupting, nodding, thinking I will be agreeing with her): “Everyone is about to be murdered.”
Pause.
Michele: “Actually, no, I was going to say a nice suburban picnic.”
Me: “Oh. Oops.”
Michele (looking at photo): “It looks like –”
Me (interrupting, nodding, thinking I will be agreeing with her): “Everyone is about to be murdered.”
Pause.
Michele: “Actually, no, I was going to say a nice suburban picnic.”
Me: “Oh. Oops.”
I will need to see this photo. Until then, I reserve judgement.
Imagine a sunny picnic in a park with playing kids and adults in lawn chairs. Seriously. That was all it was.
But I saw impending slaughter.
And it is just for this very reason that we cannot wait to read your first novel! I love it when I expect a picnic and get murder!! Kind of like reading Jaws for the first time…
You are hilarious.
BWA HA HA HAHAHAAA!!!