By Matthew Burgos
My mother yelled, and I rushed to her under the tree. I followed where she was looking and found a cat with a fish in its mouth. “Get it!”
I climbed the tree and tamed the cat until it dropped the fish.
My mother shrieked, but my older brother caught it.
I cuddled the scared cat in my arms and scrambled down. “It’s safe.”
“Always the stupid kid,” my mother said. “It’s the fish I needed! We wouldn’t have our lunch if it weren’t for Jonathan.”
My mother slapped me, and I looked at Jonathan for help, but he just grinned.
That was refreshing. I like that mother.
Yeah, that’s often the way it goes with birth order. Jerry
Yup! Women… Up in your face but you never know why or what the reaction will be WHEN you respond. You caught the moment perfectly.