“The game was awesome dad! I gave 110%!”
A snort from the armchair. His brother’s face obscured behind a book.
“What are you laughing about?”
The book lowers. “You. You’re the master of linguistic inflation.”
“What did you call me?”
“I didn’t call you anything. You’re just devaluing words. Awesome should inspire fear or exultation. And it’s impossible to give 110%.”
“I’ll give you a head start if you start running now.”
Eyes were rolled and the book was raised. Arms were crossed and biceps flexed.
Their dad laughed. The athlete versus the scholar. A tale as old as time.
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