"My goodness," Steve said to her. "You would think it was YOU heading off for a late night class!
Quinn rallied to his sister's defense. "It is not like that, when you are gone so long time just seems to drag and drag. Nothing is right. We eat dinner without you. Michael is already asleep when you get home. Our walk happens in the middle of the day and then at midnight. It is just such an awful way to start the week!"
"Yeah, everyone hates Mondays because it is back to work and routine demands. But OUR week also starts by your being gone for like a million hours," White Dog continued.
"We try to spend as much time as possible with you to keep you from going to work but we know you are going to go because you have to and even before you have stuff you do at your desk here...and today you and momma went to the grocery. We hardly had any time together..." Puff sighed.
"And on Mondays you don't even get to go in really late like you do on Too Late Thursdays. Mondays are just like White Dog said, climbing a mountain." Quinn finished.
"Look at the bright side, White Ones," Steve hugged them, "Tuesdays I get home BEFORE dinner time AND I don't leave home until noon; same with Wednesdays. Maybe thinking about the rest of the week will make the mountain a bit shorter." With that he had to dress for work.