The other night, I was walking out of my garage into our back lane, when I ran into my neighbour, coming out of his garage.
I had Lark in the carrier, as I often do.
“I didn’t know you guys walked”, he said, joking.
“Sorry?” I said, startled. Unable to hide my defensive tone, I said, “Only every day.”
He quickly changed the subject and we parted amicably. But I was, shall we say, nettled. As happens so often when we have an emotional reaction to something, I couldn’t quite figure out why I was so irritated.
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