Two middle-aged women in the cereal aisle of the supermarket. Mother and daughter, I think. The daughter walks up and down, reading the names of the cereals aloud. The mother leans her elbows on her shopping cart, her chin in her hand.
The daughter says, "How about Honey Nut Cheerios?"
"It's got a lot of nuts?" the mother asks.
"No. No nuts."
"Nah.”
“How about Wheaties?”
“Nah.”
“No Wheaties?”
“Come on.”
"How about Life cereal?"
"What?"
"Life. You like Life, don't you?"
"Nah. Not so much."
