“It was explosive”;
The three words my dad used to describe what he saw when he
woke up Saturday morning to find our dog's not so little accident last night.
My dog’s accident was too gross for my dad to clean up by
himself so he decided that he would take her to the groomers and let them take
care of it. So he put her in the back of MY car….NOT his, to bring her to the
groomers.
After that, instead of getting the inside of the car washed
out, he went to the car wash to use the vacuum and bought an air
fresher. I personally don’t trust
a vacuum to get rid of the poop in back of my car and a little air freshener
that hangs off the mirror in the front. For that whole day I just drove with
all of the windows down to air it out and didn’t dare to put anything in the
back.
About two weeks later, five of my friends and I went to go
get ice cream and I offered to drive. I was with Danielle and we went to go
pick up four of our guy friends. I didn’t realize that there were more kids
than there were seats until l had picked everyone up.
This meant that someone was stuck sitting in the trunk….
The only person who had known about the incident with my dog
was Danielle so when Travis noticed that we had one too many people, he
excitedly offered to take the trunk. As soon as he said this, Danielle and I
both turned to each other at the same time and smiled in a nervous way. We
didn’t have to say anything to each other to know not to say anything. He
probably thought it would be “fun” back there with more legroom and no seat
belt.
As we took off Travis lies down in the back and says, “its
so much more comfortable back here”
Danielle turned to me and whispered, “if only he knew..” and
we softly giggled.
Very funny! Both your personality and your voice come through in this piece. I was drawn in by your opening line and then I could hear your tone by the way that you wrote certain things, like "MY car...NOT his." You are a good story teller.
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