Series of text messages from last night:

From my sister Emily: I always find interesting little surprises around after Zora visits. For example, I just got into bed and found a curious tiny orange cubic ‘something’ near my pillow. What could that be?? Cheese, of course.

Me: Well honestly what is bedtime without cheese?

Emily: Unfortunately, it was a little too far into that unnaturally oily stage and had lots of dust stuck to it. Otherwise I certainly would not have let it go to waste.

Me:  I think Anna (our other sister) would have eaten it.

Emily: That was her first response to my text: did you eat it?