Earlier my daughter said she was going to cut her nails on the porch. Now my hearing isn't awful, but it's certainly not what it used to be. I heard that she was going to go cut her nails with a fork. I honestly sat there pondering how in the world she was going to do that, when I realized she'd gone out on the porch. Then did the mental smack of the head.
I'm presently working on one of our older westerns. I scanned it last week and I'm formatting and editing it for the Kindle. So my brain is in western mode.
Hearing her wrong got me to thinking. I know . . . not always a good thing. But, I can't help but wonder how many of the battles, gunfights, brawls, etc. from history, were caused by a good ol' misunderstanding. Someone just hearing something a little wrong. Of course this lead to me thinking about a new character to come to Wind River, a town we wrote a 6 book series about. This summer might be a good time to revisit Wind River, if we can just find the time.