Molly turned to her husband with a slight frown. "Evan, why don't you ever complain about anything?"
He seemed surprised by the question. "Uh…because I don't have anything to complain about? Why do you ask? It's kind of random."
"I just realized you never complain. Everybody gets bothered by things though so why don't you ever tell me what bothers you? You listen to me complain so I want to return the favor."
"It takes a lot to bother me. My life is wonderful right now so I don't have anything like that," Evan replied with a shrug. "Small trifles don't affect me the way they affect most. I suppose it's all a matter of perspective."
Molly was confused. "How so?"
He seemed to realize he had let something slip he didn't intend to and shifted uncomfortably. "…forget I said that."
"Why? You can't leave me hanging like that!"
