“We've talked about this, Mama. I need to be in L.A. for my career. They don't make too many movies in Wemberley.”
“Well, you could commute!”
“Uh oh, I gotta go. The flight attendant just told me that we're starting our landing, so I need to get off the phone.”
“Isn't that convenient?”
Yes, yes it is. I nod at Tammy, the flight attendant and she stifles a laugh, then says, “Sir, I need you to turn off your phone now.”
“Hear that? Nothing I can do, Mom. Love you.”
“Call me when you get settled in.”
“Will do.” Maybe.