July 19th, 2007
Mr. Munro was talking in his sleep the other night. I have a lot on my mind at the moment and was wide awake. Like a good wife I tried to get him into a conversation because you never know what you might learn that way.
“You’ve got dust all over,” he muttered.
“What?” I frowned because I had no idea what he was talking about.
“Dust. All over,” he repeated quite emphatically.
“What sort of dust?”
“Explosive dust. You’re gonna blow up.” He promptly went back to normal sleep, leaving me dangling in suspense. Was I safe? Was I not? And why was I covered in this dangerous dust?
He couldn’t remember a thing when I quizzed him the next morning. Just my luck. A curious writer left thinking all sorts of what ifs.
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Roflol. You can make a book out of that.
by Gabriele July 20th, 2007 at 9:20 amWhat a great opening line! Next time give him a nudge to wake him up again.
by Christine d'Abo July 20th, 2007 at 9:25 amROFL!! Loved this little tidbit, Shelley. And I still can not get over the uber COOLNESS of your new website. I just LOVE it!!!
by Red July 20th, 2007 at 3:53 pmMr. Munro couldn’t believe it either. He thinks I’m making it all up!
And yes, you’re right. It sounds like the perfect opening line
Red – thanks so much. I REALLY love the new look as well. Frauke is awesome!
by Shelley Munro July 20th, 2007 at 5:47 pmThat was soooo funny! I just love messing with hubby while he sleep too!
by Kris July 22nd, 2007 at 10:01 am