“Can you believe April’s almost over? Where has the time gone?”
Brenda looked up from her magazine. Sherman was at the other end of the couch, staring blankly at her. Apparently, he was waiting for a response.
“Well, April’s not almost over, it’s over. It’s May 1st.”
Sherman scrunched up his face in confusion. “No…it’s April 31st.”
Brenda almost laughed, then caught herself when she realized he was serious.
“Did you just say ‘It’s April 31st’?”
Sherman looked slightly put out. “Um, yeah, I did. Since that’s the day that comes after April 30th.” He shook his head.
“Sherman, there are only thirty days in April.”
“Mmmm…no, April has thirty-one. Didn’t you ever learn that saying? Thirty days have September, April, June, and November. Except for April, which has thirty-one, and then there’s February, left all alone. And all the others have thirty-one, except for those months I mentioned before that have thirty, and February.”
“Oh. OK.” Brenda pretended to go back to her magazine. She peered over its top at Sherman. He was just sitting there, staring into space and grinning.
It never bothered Brenda that she had married a man who never went to college…but now she was starting to question marrying someone who’d also been home-schooled.