Hoss

Edna saw the opened envelope on the kitchen counter. She glanced at the note, then burst into uncontrolled laughter.

Hope to see you there, Hoss.

“Hoss?” Edna said, nearly hysterical.

Ed grabbed the invitation from her. He still hadn’t decided if he wanted to attend his 50^th anniversary high school reunion. This wasn’t helping.

“We called everyone Hoss back then,” Ed explained. 

“Why on earth did you do that?”

“I don’t know. We just did. Everyone called everyone else Hoss.”

“Didn’t that get confusing?” Edna replied, trying to control her amusement.

Ed shrugged. “Just forget it.”

“Whatever you say, Hoss.”