Tough Love
bySuddenly, amidst the screams and giggles, a shadow appeared in the doorway. “What’s going on in here?” my wife asked me, which was odd because I wasn’t the one screaming or giggling.
Suddenly, amidst the screams and giggles, a shadow appeared in the doorway. “What’s going on in here?” my wife asked me, which was odd because I wasn’t the one screaming or giggling.
“Dad! Dad! DAD!” came the collective screams from the kitchen. I shot off the bed and raced for the door. Several reasons for this outburst had automatically started channel surfing through my imagination – all of them involving, at best, an ambulance: none of them coming close to the real reason they were yelling.