One Good Turn
Johnny opened his eyes and laughed before turning and embracing his dad. “It’s fantastic! Thank you!”
Bill smiled as he released him. “You’re welcome. Hope you can put it to good use.”
“I will, thanks, Dad!”
Bill’s face turned serious. “Remember, now. No tormenting your mom with this, all right?”
Johnny’s face scrunched together as he thought over what he could do. “But… who can I play with?”
Bill smiled. “How about your grandma. She’s a good shrieker.”
Jonny yipped and grabbed the three-foot-long rubber cobra with visions of the linen drawer and her bed dancing in his head.