I fried a couple eggs and found my father in the pan.
“Hello,” said the eggs, “… surprised you.”
“Hi dad… you did.”
I took a bite.
“You look tired, son…”
“I guess I am.”
I took another bite.
“You need more sleep… your mother wants to know if you’ve been keeping warm enough.”
“Tell her I’m fine.”
“You know how she worries… how’s Ann?”
“She’s fine, too.”
I scooped the last bit of egg onto my toast.
“Good-bye dad.”
“Oh… you need money or anything?”
“No thanks…”
“… then get some sleep.”
I found the bed and slept all day.