“Would you like to stay for dinner?” my friends asked.
“I would love to, but I already have plans,” I told them. “I’m going to a ceremonial burning.”
Their eyes grew wide with alarm and humor. “Who are you burning?” they asked.
“Would you like to stay for dinner?” my friends asked.
“I would love to, but I already have plans,” I told them. “I’m going to a ceremonial burning.”
Their eyes grew wide with alarm and humor. “Who are you burning?” they asked.