Spill
I remember my mother used to complain about the haphazard way I used to throw things into the refrigerator. She used to complain that one day, it would all come falling out, and one day it did. Mom opened the refrigerator and a bottle of milk fell out, spilling all over the floor. Mom was furious, till I pointed at the spilled milk and said, "Mom, no use crying over that." She cracked up and all was forgiven.
No comments:
Post a Comment