Giggles

Some memories from childhood are hard to forget. I now remember one without regret. Our house never knew a lock. No need for anyone to ever knock. How strange then to find no entry at the front....but never mind. Around the back I dashed. The scullery door for sure unlatched. In I bounded but again how strange, the main room of the house remained unassessable. My little eight year old brain was puzzled. I stood there silently befuddled. 'Twas then I heard my mother's giggles. Muffled. 11/12/2019

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James Inman

Date: 10/3/2020 9:53:00 AM

What must you have thought, Jean. A little blush if you were mature for eight, or did you knock on the door? Clever write for an interesting memory that has lasted so long.

Jean Murray
Date: 10/3/2020 12:56:00 PM

I knew enought not to knock James.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/16/2019 3:22:00 PM

hmm, your mom was quite the little trickster!! this was really cute.

Jean Murray
Date: 12/16/2019 7:10:00 PM

Unfortunately Andrea, my parents were unhappily married 99% of their time together. So this little 1% I unwittingly listened to is precious. Christmas hugs.

Alexis Y.

Date: 12/15/2019 5:08:00 PM

Hi Jean, You penned such a great childhood memory. So apt for the contest theme. I wish you the best of luck in the contest. Happy Holidays to you and your family and friends. Enjoy your evening:-) Alexis

Jean Murray
Date: 12/15/2019 5:38:00 PM

And the same to you Alexis. Thank you for stopping by with such warm greetings.

Na Na

Date: 12/11/2019 5:01:00 PM

Nice one Jean. Best of luck in the contest

Jean Murray
Date: 12/12/2019 1:10:00 PM

Thank you Gregory.