The Writer's Right

Murphy stole my cell phone

He hasn’t done it in a while, but this morning I heard it ringing in the living room. I thought “That’s funny, because I don’t remember talking in there this morning.” I found it on the floor, with the back of it taken out. “MURPHY!” He came around the corner with that look on this face. “Why is my phone out here, without the back on it?” He sat “side saddle” and gave me a worried look. Hippie sauntered by as if warning him, “Dude, I took the blame for the liver treats caper last week, this is all you.”

I told him that he had his own phone. And the local pizza palace doesn’t deliver at 7 a.m.! Silly boy.

Murphy’s Side of the Story

1. Hee Hee! Thanks for the cute story. Hmmmm, I’m not sure who to believe

   Posted by Lori  on  05/24  at  07:20 PM
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