It Started with a Crack by Piper James

Me: I’m going to swing by Bull’s Eye on my way home. Do you need anything?

Dakota: Tampons. Jumbo pack. Extra heavy flow.

Me: Okay. What brand? Cardboard or plastic applicator?

Dakota: You’d actually buy them?

Me: Of course. There’s no shame in my game.

Dakota: You got that right. But I was only kidding. I don’t need anything.

Me: You sure?

Dakota: Yeah. There’s nothing at the store I need.

Me: Okay, see you in twenty minutes or so.

Dakota: See you soon.