“If I make you smile, what would I get?”
“A pillow and a blanket to sleep on the floor.”
“Ouch, baby, come on, it is no big deal.”
God! I was going to lose it!
It all started with Robbie using my bum as his pillow. I was correcting the class test answer papers, groaning occasionally, spotting the same mistakes I had screamed at my students not to make.
“Robbie!”
“Whaaat?
“Let that go.”
“No, it is squishy.” He gave my butt cheek a huge smack.
“OOW, it hurt, bastard.”
“I kiss it better.”
“Stop it! I have work to finish. I am busy.”
I shouldn’t have said that. Robbie hated my being busy, especially if it involved ignoring him. I did not stand a chance. And I did not mind until I saw a big spot on one of the student’s answer sheet.
What did the bastard say? “It will dry, Angel.”
