Tuesday, August 2, 2016

The Morning Newspaper

"Jeez! I can't find it again," yelled Mike as he was tossing the pillows, looking beneath the cushions and under the couch in desperation.

A silent Annie stood at a distance watching all the drama that would occur each morning.

Finally, she took it out from a drawer, and tip toed towards her agitated husband who went from furious to a frenzy.

"Why in the name of God do you secretly place the morning newspaper in some random drawers?" he asked in a bitter tone.

The wife replied with an upbeat emphasis, "We have fragile lives living with us. The least we can do is protect them from these harsh headlines."


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