Visitors

The silence in the kitchen was disturbed by the sound the mudroom door closing. Investigating, Sarah edged towards the door and slowly opened it, just enough to stick her eye out. “Hellooo,” my parents’ old friends shouted their greeting, sounding suspiciously like Winnie the Pooh. Panic-stricken, she took her eye back out of the crack, and slammed the door. She scampered to the parents’ room, and reported the incident, drawing out every detail. Towards the end of the tale, they realized that the visitors were still at the door, likely confused and offended. Horrified, Mother rushed off to make amends.