Wait Until Dad Hears About This! By CpSingleton © 2016
“It wasn’t as simple as all that,” she muttered under her breath.
I heard it though, mostly because she was asthmatic.
I liked her for that very reason. Asthmatic. A great word for me to practice on.
Not so good if you suffer it, I should suppose. Though, I suspect, that jellification of the marsook valves is nothing to laugh about either. Yet, is still fantastic to try and get my strawberry coloured tongue around.
I watched her lift the car and slide the jack underneath. A bit backwards coming forwards if you ask me.
Which nobody did.
Neither her or jack.
She just carried on muttering and wheezing.
I could’ve helped her, but she was the one who had strapped me, kicking and screaming, into the car seat. Therefore, I merely sucked on the lolly I was given to shut me up and watched the drama outside unfold.
Dad’s gonna hit the roof when he finds out.