- Why won't you tell me what you’re doing this summer?
Susan looked up from her book. Todd stood in the kitchen doorway fastening his apron with the single-loop bow he’d recently mastered.
- Like I told you, it's research and I can’t talk about it. Are you looking forward to equestrian camp?
- Fine, change the subject.
Next came the sound of water rushing from the faucet. Susan flipped her readers back down to her nose.
- Honey, it's only three weeks. We'll go to the lake when I get back. I promise.
- Can't talk now, Mom, this kitchen is a disaster. Korma must be the Hindi word for explosion.
1 comment:
funny ol' ripples...
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