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Anna's Shorts: The bimbo pill

... guess our family is well off.

As I came home from work, I managed to mosey my way into the kitchen, where dad was humming to a tune in his head, smiling and making dinner. Mom was off on some legal conference, and wouldn't be home until Saturday morning. Thankfully, we have all learned to share the chores around the house equally over the years, or I think dad would ruin me with pizza for the entire week.

My eyes caught an unlabeled pill-bottle on the kitchen table, and I grabbed it.

"What's this dad? Some new form of viagra?" I asked, chuckling to myself. Any drug related to male reproduction was where the big money was, and dad worked for one of the major players in the field.

"Nah, those are just some vitamins.. D, I think," dad said, and resumed making his pasta sauce. It was standard operating procedure in our house that when mom travelled for work, dad would make his pasta on the first day. When dad had to travel, mom had a special burger recipe that made my mouth water just thinking about it. I opened the vitamin bottle, thinking that a little extra shot of vitamins never hurt, and swallowed two pills.

Then I went upstairs to my room, wasting the next 30 minutes or so on social media, trying to think of something constructive to do, before dad texted me that dinner was ready. Mom and dad sure had embraced the laziness of the millennial generation, using their phones instead of actually having to walk upstairs to tell me that dinner was ready. I chuckled ...

... to myself as I walked downstairs.

When I came into the kitchen, I was taken aback by how dad's pasta sauce smelled positively amazing. The taste was just as amazing, but I couldn't help but notice that dad had a worried look on his face.

"What? Am I eating too fast? I can't help it dad, the sauce is fucking amazing," I said, looking up at dad, between stuffing my face with the piece of heaven that lay on my plate. It took me a moment to realize that I had used a cuss-word. It wasn't a big thing in our house to swear, but I guess since mom and dad never swore, I had never gotten into the habit of swearing either. Dad tried to hide it, but I swore I could see the hint of a reaction in his face.

"Listen, Anna. Those vitamins you took earlier? I forgot about it earlier, but they haven't gone gotten the official FDA approval yet, so I think we'd better wait a week or so, before taking them," dad said, and again I could swear there was a slight look of concern in his eyes. I didn't want to pry though, so I shrugged my shoulder, and smiled.

"Sure, dad," I said, and resumed the delicious meal. Afterwards I did the dishes, before resuming my position on my bed, phone in hand, lazily scrolling through social media. Normally dad and I would watch a movie on Monday nights, we even had a list of some 20 movies that we both loved, and we'd work our way through them, one each Monday, before starting at the top of the list again. What can I say? Both dad and I love movies, but I ...