Before we begin, please make sure to read the latest non-fictioneers story: Poor Boy Long Way From Home. I can guarantee that if you are a foreigner, who also happens to be an English teacher, that’ll be for you. Now, on with the show…
copyright Douglas M. MacIlroy
Lights In The Dark
“Alright, who’s idea was it to put candles near my feet?” Steve asked, annoyed.
“Put them?! No way! They were already there. YOU put your feet there!” Berta replied.
“Then can you explain to me how, when I haven’t moved from this chair, my feet started on fire?”
“You were paying too much attention to your little program on Japanese hand carvings.”
“But I haven’t moved from…”
“Those candles were lit this afternoon. AFTER you killed the power by cutting the outside cords.”
“And I got them turned back on.”
“It’s your fault your feet got burned. Want some peppermint lotion?”
“…yeah.”
Ouch!
I want some peppermint lotion!
Reminds me of ‘The Couch was on Fire when I Lay Down on It.’ Well done.
Aloha,
Doug
Dear Miles,
Now that gives new meaning to “hot foot.” Youch!
Shalom,
Rochelle
My favorite part is the awkward pause just before the end. “Peppermint lotion? uh…yeah.” 🙂
Does that help?
Miles, I could almost feel his pain. A person’s feet are very sensitive. A lot of confusion and excuses there. Well written. 🙂 —Susan
I swear I didn’t do it!
Lily
Some people always manage to blame others. Sounds like these two people know each other pretty well
Dear Miles, Poor Berta getting blamed for something he did. Well, he will just have to be more careful in the future. I can tell they have been together a long time – at least that’s my take on it. You really did a good job of writing this story! Enjoyable! Nan 🙂
The last part gives away just how long they’ve been together. XD
The answer: One hell of a long time.