Veronica Agostini snuggled into a recliner at the home of Mike and Nancy Ford on a cold February day, her phone plugged into the charger next to her.
Mike Ford walked in, unperturbed by the fact that she was sitting in his chair. He pointed to the phone and charger.
“Are you charged at all? I’m at 5%.”
“I’m at 2%,” Veronica deadpanned. Then, she laughed and unplugged her phone.
“She’s always picking on me,” Mike joked. “The other day she hip-checked me into the freezer at Walmart.”