Sam called but I didn't pick up. When I messaged him back, I told him I don't want any blah, blah about my abominable behaviour, and I didn't get any. Nothing though. (It is very hard to write with a continually scratching bulldog next to you on the couch, it's like sitting through an earthquake) Nothing about his trip. Nothing.
Oh yes, the silent treatment is generally when he is furious, traditionally. He is expert at the silent treatment.
But, it turned out not to be silent treatment, as he messages me. He's still in his father's village. He's still got to do the 2 hour scooter ride back, yet. Father, bonding moment. Ugh. Just tell me when you have done it.
A two hour scooter ride, on the back of a scooter, what could possibly go wrong?
Apparently, Sam’s dad gets such severe car sickness that the only way he can combat that is to use a scooter. He doesn’t get sick on a scooter.
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