Nab
"Nab," dad said as he reached over grabbing a chip.
"That's not the right word," Charlie said, "why don't you get yourself some chips?"
"Your mother's got me on this diet - no chips."
"Got to indulge now and then." Charlie said, passing his father a couple more chips.
"You're mother wouldn't agree with that."
"What she doesn't know won't hurt her."
"Not true," dad said. He was clearly enjoying the chips. He held the last one up like it was a holy relic before placing it on his tongue, biting and closing his mouth dramatically.
"You could try the exercise thing."
"I suppose," dad said, "think I could combine exercise and chips?"
"If you walked far enough or often enough."
Dad smiled as an idea crossed his mind,"I'll do the shopping on foot today. See you in a couple of hours."
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