DOUBLE THE PLEASURE DESTRUCTION
DOUBLE THE FUN
To have one rambunctious teenage son was….interesting. To have two – and twins – was stressful. So different, and yet so much the same – and so competitive. She almost needed a counsellor on speed-dial, and Valium in a Pez dispenser. One for her; one each for the boys.
The contractor had said that the cost to repair the “Me first! No, Me!” front door would be reasonable, but would take a week. Their automobile dealer said that the now-air-conditioned car would financially be another matter entirely.
Smart Car???! If they’d been smart, they’d have bought an old Police van with handcuff restraints.
Got to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.