Sitting here (writing a post that will appear later) a small snippet of a familiar jingle floats into the room on a wave of air from the fan in the hallway. Silently, the orchestra in the back of my mind completes the notes, summoning up the correct accompanying image.

The fan blows in some more, persistently tugging at my attention. I get up and follow the notes through the hallway into the living room. He’s so engrossed in the scene he doesn’t hear me at first. Something alters him to my presence – a giggle or a creak in the floor – and before he looks up he hits the channel button on the remote, erasing, too late, evidence that he’s been watching the A-team.


One response to “Gotcha

  1. LOL. Tell him I said… don’t be a fool, stay in school!