College Boy Graham is home for the summer, doing a computer science internship for an engineering firm in town. This evening's Mother-Son conversation went through the "How was your day/Fine/What did you do in the Computer World/...he proceeded to tell me in a condensed version to be understood by a Luddite mother.
And then I announced, "Graham, I am leaving tomorrow." "O...kay??" he answered, his eyebrows raised. He had no idea what I was talking about.
"I am going to Cape Cod."
"I will see you in two weeks."
Communication at its finest.