10/1/12

three minutes

I walked to the car to get the new rug. It took - what? - three minutes, maybe? Hardly 3 minutes. I returned to the house to find Hazel holding a butcher knife by the blade, Millie had wet her pants, and Jo was in tears.
I was absent for three minutes.

1 comment:

  1. what, no blood, fecal matter, or fire? Pshaw....

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