George dropped the spatula.
The autumn air in Medford, Texas, carried the faint smell of pecan smoke and the sharper scent of Mary Cooper’s anxiety. Sheldon, nine years old and already a student at East Texas Tech, sat at the kitchen table, meticulously aligning his fork, knife, and spoon into a perfect 90-degree angle relative to the table’s edge. young sheldon s01e14 dts
“I am not a character,” Sheldon replied. “I am a person. A character is a fictional construct. For example, the version of my father you’re currently speaking to—the one who enjoys barbecue and agrees with everything you say—that’s a character. The real one is outside, wishing he had a beer.” George dropped the spatula
George flipped a burger a little too hard. “Fine. Just busy with coaching.” “I am not a character,” Sheldon replied