Exaggeration Or Fabrication
She had on a gray shawl, but I recognized her I told my friend Dawn.
“I used to have a gray shawl,” Dawn replied. It was wool and itchy.
She had left it in several restaurants, and her mother-in-law stole it.
My daughter is the leader of four girl scout troops, I informed her.
“I was in a girl scout troop once, but then we moved.
I was angry with my parents for moving me; I was about six.”
I did not bother to tell her that when you are six, you are a brownie,
You are not yet a Girl Scout.
I was wondering if this was an exaggeration or a fabrication.
My husband has been awake since three this morning, I told her.
“I have been awake since midnight,” she informed me.
“I wish I had only been awake since three a.m.”
One of my friend’s daughter was killed in a hit-in-run I told her.
“I was killed in a hit-and-run,” she replied. “In another lifetime”.
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