Ch8 (sneak peak)

a little comodeh... (I know how to spell comedy thank you very much auto correct)

Chapter 8

“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened” ~Dr.Suess

Just when I was going to flip over a table, after watching one of my favorite characters die, I hear the front door open. Looking over, I see Eve and Mom come in.

I put on the most innocent face, that maybe says: Hi mom! Really glad to see you! I wasn’t just about to wreck your house over a fake characters death

I must be trying too hard with my smile though, because both Mom and Eve look at me like they are not sure if I am okay or not.

Why is being normal so hard?!

“Where were you guys?”

I look to Eve for an answer, but all she keeps doing is rubbing at the right side of her neck. Shrugging, thinking nothing of it, I turn to Mom for an answer.

She shrugs off her coat, hanging it up.“We went on a little camping trip. Got stuck in traffic along the way. Did you finish those cookies?”

Panicking, I jump up and run to the kitchen. Please don’t be burnt, please don’t be burnt…

Opening the oven, I start to pull back the tray of cookies only to have my hand jerk back in pain.

“Ah, ow!” I say sucking on a finger.

“Be careful!” I hear Mom say from the living room.

Grabbing the mittens, I put them on my other hand, and pull the tray out, putting them on top of the stove to cool. I close the oven, turning it off.

“Ugh,” I groan, looking at my red fingers. “We got some good news and some bad news.”

Mom walks in as well as Eve, with curious looks on their faces as to why I made all that noise.

“What happened?” Mom says rushing over, inspecting my hand.

“Bad news, my fingers are roasted.”

Eve looking over Mom’s shoulder winces, when she sees my injured fingers.

“Good news, your cookies are A-OK!”

I see a bit of that motherly guilt, in Mom’s face. Shaking her head, as if clearing away that guilt, she helps me on my feet.

“Eve, can you help him to the bathroom to put his hand under cold water? I’m going to get the first aid kit.”

While she goes, I gesture to my feet. “Hey, I can walk just fine!”

Eve shakes her head. “Just shut-up, and come with me.”