Joyce and Walky!

This is a true Maggie story.  One morning she was out with her mom while she was visiting, and they came back to our apartment early in the morning.  Maggie said she’d brought me back something from breakfast.  She procured a half-eaten muffin from her purse.  I told her I didn’t want her purse muffin.

It’s honestly one of those things that’s better in real life than in fiction, because fiction is already weird.  But I like the phrase “purse muffin,” so