© 2019 Aaron Atkinson

Bear Breath

Laura keeps a bag of gummy bears in the drawer on her side of the bed. A few nights ago after putting the kids to bed, she sat down to do some work and ate a couple of the candies. A few minutes later Gray called and Laura set aside her computer to walk down the hall to see what was the matter. She opened the door to Gray’s room.

Gray: Mommy, could you… wait, what’s that smell? Is that a gummy bear in your mouth? I want one.

Laura: Girlie, you are like a drug sniffing dog!

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