D: My apologies to Mary Shelly.
A: I think that’s my line.
D: No, you were too busy giggling about the Theme from Young Frankenstein piping through the house as you posted this ridiculous piece.
A: It was kismet, D. I forgot I put it on this playlist (it’s a Halloween song, after all!) It was obviously Meant To Be!
D: I’ll tell you what’s meant to be. . .
A: Yes, D? I’m waiting.
D: . . . okay, I have nothing. I was trying to link your destiny to writing my book, but I can see by the glazed look in your eye that it’s just not going to happen.
A: Wise Druid.
D: She’s complimenting me, people – run. Run far.
A: Cheers, D.