I have four or five of them—actually too many. I went to the top of my stove, got a frying pan and handed it to him.
“It’s yours,” I said. “I’ve lost knives, spoons, plates, all kind of kitchen stuff to neighbors who said they would return what they were borrowing, then move away.” Tom nodded his head.
“Don’t return it,” I continued, “but don’t ask me for anything else ever again.” Tom looked a little shocked, but said “Thank you.”
I’m figuring giving him the frying pan will keep me out of the fire later.
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