We're sitting on the couch, watching cartoons.
"You know, death came last night."
My head whips around. "What, honey?"
"Death came last night."
My mind is searching all of the various words that I could be misinterpreting that comment into. Can't come up with anything. "Death, honey?"
"Yeah, you know, Death, the other hospice nurse."
"Oh, Henry, her name is Beth."
"Oh, yeah, Beth..."