I called one of my sisters yesterday and talked to one of her sons. We chatted a minute and then I said, "Is your mom there?"
"Where is she?" (Because I usually think my sisters have a lot of nerve to not be available when I call.)
"She's on a walk."
"Will you have her call me when she gets home?"
"Don't forget," I said. "Mark always forgets to give me messages. Are you a better man than Mark?"
"Um," he said. "I think I'm about the same as Mark."
And she never called. I think he was true to his word--about the same as Mark.
Even so, I love both those unreliable message givers.