They sat in the living room, he in his recliner, laptop open, fingers tapping, as she sat in her chair nearby.
"Were the kids using my laptop recently," he asked, "because they left it open to some rather diverse sites?"
"Oh?" she answered, her eyes dropping as she picked up a book from the table next to her chair, opening and closing it a few times before letting it lie in her lap.
"Yes, they've looked up funny kitten videos and something called a chubby bunny challenge and where you can buy cyanide by the pound. Why would anyone want to buy a pound of cyanide, anyway?" he asked.
"I can't imagine, but you need to drink your tea before it gets cold," she answered, and she picked up her book from her lap, and with a small sigh, opened it once again and prepared to wait.
Linking up with Ivy at Uncharted for Six Sentence Stories with the prompt "pound."