Bobby and his cousins finished the yard at 5:15. His cousins went home and he walked across the street to get a shower. His mother was delighted that he’d invited the girls to the picnic.
“So nice, those girls. So pretty.”
“Go clean up. You stink. Throw those in the wash! Don’t leave them lying around.”
“No, ma’am. You’re thinking of someone else, a perfect stranger, who does that.”
“If he was so perfect, he wouldn’t leave his dirty clothing around for me to pick up.” She laughed at him. “You stink.”
© 2016 Dellani Oakes