Misha suddenly said: “I don’t like homophones.”
I asked her why not.
“Because they’re dangerous,” she said.
“Do you mean ‘people who are anti-gay?'” I asked.
She laughed. “Oh, yeah. Wrong word.”
I agreed with her anyway.
Then I wondered weather she wished she had rather not said that allowed.
Henry lives in Somerset in the UK. He likes jazz flute.
Before landing, Annie reminded her husband, “Many countries in the European Union don’t use dollars, pounds, or pesos. Their official monetary unit is the euro.”
Later, in a curio shop, Harry pointed to an objet d’art without a price tag and asked the clerk, “How much is that in Oreos?”
John H. Dromey has had short fiction published in Gumshoe Review, Liquid Imagination, MicroHorror and elsewhere.