Photo By Maria Wulf

Ellen and I have a lot of fun together at Friday Night Bingo. She makes all kinds of faces at me when she doesn’t get the numbers or letters she wants, and she came up to me afternoon and snapped my suspenders.

She then pulled one suspender and pressed it against one of her stuffed animals as if to strangle me and punish me for not giving her a better card.

“You are a lot of fun,” she told me. “You too,” I said. “I’ll do better next time.”