“Breasts were mentioned, Dad,” his son, Daniel, who had been silent before, commented from the rear. He was happily ensconced with the luggage and his own copy of The Hobbit.
“Breasts? Not your mother’s!” Craig was appalled.
“No, sir, Maddie’s,” Daniel explained.
“Someone tell me what happened. Be fast.”
Brad gave a 30 second account of the exchange. At the end, Craig was laughing.
“Understood. Okay, new car rule. No one mentions breasts unless in reference to poultry. Are we clear?”
“Yes, sir,” they said in unison.
“Maddie has a very tasty turkey on her chest,” Richard teased as he settled for another nap.
All the boys hit him—hard—while he laughed.
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