Sugar & Spice
“What have you done, Abby?”
The man’s daughter sat beside him, a grin on her face. The tickle in his ear had been there for days. It scratched and scraped and clicked like a playing card in the spokes of a bicycle.
“When I asked Mommy about a puppy she said to put a bug in your ear.”
“Honey, it’s only an expression.”
The man heard the distant groan of his wife, her agony growing louder, closer.
“Abby, what did you do to Mommy?”
“Nothing, Daddy.” The girl’s grin remained. “Mommy said she’d keep an eye out for a puppy.”
The man’s daughter sat beside him, a grin on her face. The tickle in his ear had been there for days. It scratched and scraped and clicked like a playing card in the spokes of a bicycle.
“When I asked Mommy about a puppy she said to put a bug in your ear.”
“Honey, it’s only an expression.”
The man heard the distant groan of his wife, her agony growing louder, closer.
“Abby, what did you do to Mommy?”
“Nothing, Daddy.” The girl’s grin remained. “Mommy said she’d keep an eye out for a puppy.”
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