"Did you cut your hair??" I asked him.
"Yes you did. When did you do this?"
"Last night when [13 year old] was babysitting."
My husband, taking a breath of relief from the other side of the bathroom, said, "Thank goodness. I thought he was going bald."
It was so funny to me that my husband and I came to two totally different conclusions. And, of course, my conclusion was right (like always), but it got me thinking about how fears and experience play a part in how we interpret life or the stories we read. We can write stories but we have no control over how those stories will be interpreted by the reader because everyone brings their own experiences with them. What's my point? I don't know. I rarely have a point. It was just an observation. Plus, I wanted to make fun of my husband. He thought my five year old was going bald. Ha!