“Here I go, here I go, Here I go again? Girls what’s my weakness?” Astra skipped out of her bedroom loudly singing Shoop by Salt-N-Pepa.
“Okay then chillin, chillin, mindin my busi...” Astra gasped part way from her singing skidding to a stop to see the broken terracotta and soil everywhere.
Looking around Astra walked over to the other side of the coffee table to find her cactus in pieces on the floor.
“MR. POKEY NO!” Astra shouted dropping to her knees. Reaching out she gently lifted a few of pieces of her cactus off the floor. There was no way she could fix him; he had been destroyed beyond repair. “Who did this?”
“Hey, can I borrow some sugar?” Oliver walked in to find Astra on the floor her back turned to him. “What’s going on? Why are you on the floor?”
“Mr. Pokey.”
“Mr.
