Lost Friend

Wouldn’t you know it? No sooner do I find out that the refrigerator’s the place where the walnuts have been hiding than it disappears. That old refrigerator is gone. Completely gone. I miss it, and not just for the walnuts. It was quite a talkative thing, always making lovely groaning and squeaking sounds. I always enjoyed listening to its rantings and ravings. Now there is a new one in its place, and I have to admit it’s quite a fine looking thing, very bright and clean. It’s not such a talker, though, just emits a quiet hum. So we’ll just have to wait and see if it’s friendly or not, if it also has walnuts and, if so, whether or not it likes sharing. I’ll let you know what I find out.