The Crumble

Last week, my Grandpa Jim was having some heart trouble. We were still waiting for some test results to find out what was going on. (BTW, Everything's OK!) Chris overheard me telling Ron about it. He then asked me if he had a crumble in his heart. Turns out that at school his teacher had told the class that every time you say something mean to someone else you get a crumble in your heart that you have to live with for the rest of the day. So sweet of Chris to be worried.