A guy was yelling angrily in the parking lot at someone we couldn't see. We parked next to the building, a good distance away. Yet, we heard him yelling. So I changed my mind about waiting in the car while the Husband fetched his prescription from the pharmacy.
"Good idea," said the Husband.
"We're starting to be like Mama," I said. "She was scared to sit alone in the parking lot."
"Remember that time I sat in the car with her."
I can't remember where or why we stopped, only that it was towards the end of shopping in another town with the Mama who was too tired to get out of the car one more time. When the Husband offered to sit in the car with her, she gave no protest. Settled. Both looked quite content waiting in the car.
What a guy, I married. Lucky me. Lucky Mama.