The Unwelcome Guest
Her heart rate gradually returned to normal. She stared at her Mom in disbelief. “I’m not sure who got a bigger fright, you or the poor green grasshopper who dared to leap through the window!”
‘Why Mom screamed like that, is beyond me,’ she thought, as she caught her breath. She noticed Mom no longer had her book in her hand.
They looked everywhere.
“Here it is,” she laughed. “Only you’ll know how you got it all the way across the lounge, to the other side of the bathroom!” Mom’s face slowly regained colour.
“I need coffee,” Mom said.