He says: Stick

Like in trance he said out loud:

"I would chose the stick..."

"What did you just said?" She asked as she had been too much distracted by her search for the greeting card.

He snapped out of his trance and finally managed to drop the crop:

"Uh, oh nothing.... I ....I...errr just though that it may be some kind of a pun like we should stick together...."

He made a lame excuse and tried to further distracte her from what he really said.

"Oh... haha... well honestly you have been better at making jokes"

She said with a warm smile on her face, could someone like her ever be so cruel and unkind like the version of her he just saw in his vision like daydream?

Nah, nonsense.... what was going on with him. Maybe he hadn´t slept enough recently... well that must be it.

He yawned and strechted himself:

"Honey I have another of those godman early calls....don´t be mad but I think I am going to bed."

Puzzled she saw him going upstairs.

She shook her head making her dark her fly. That had been somehow odd.

She bend down to pick up the riding crop now lying on the floor...