-the couch2-

    Paul and I walked around the couches."Ma wants to see you," he said.

    "I would like to see her," I replied.

    We flipped tags and sat down on various couches. None seemed to appeal to me. Paul was disappointed.

    "Nothing you like?" he asked.

    I sighed and shook my head. "They're all too bland."

    "We had a cream couch" he said. "What so bland about that?"

    "I just want a change."