"Don't start hmphing with me." * * * He watched her for a moment before sighing and reaching for the collar. "Here."
"I'm going to divorce you." * * * He took a shell carefully and placed it gingerly on the still drying glue.
"Well, you can. That would give us a fresh start!" *** She watched him lovingly. "I told you that you could do it."
"That, or we could just pretend." *** "I'm glad you did, though.. I was worried I would end up doing it all by myself because you were nervous you would break it."
"Which option are you leaning towards?" * * * "I would never do that," he said, breaking a shell in his hands.