Sarah invited me to a show this morning. She handed me a ticket with the time and the note "Dads Only".
Arriving at the designated time - five minutes hence - I expected another puppet show. No puppets emerged. Sarah's voice from her hiding place asked me to be seated in the bottom bunk. As I proceeded, a blanket was thrown over my head, and pillows pelted me from the top bunk.
"Well, it's a show for some people," Sarah said as her peltings continued.
Sunday, 27 February 2011
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