Food for Sleepy Spiders

“It’s so useless,” she said, “to
put the food
and milk out in that spot.”
“Why?” he said.
“Why what?” she said slowly from her side of the bed.
“About food, and milk…”
“Maybe I was dreaming,” she said.
“About placing food places?”
“Maybe I was dreaming about
giving food and water to a
spider.” She said, followed up with an embarrassed whine.
“That rules,” he said, “That is very important.”