When Query Man knocked... «The Pale-Faced Lie»
cat_on_the_shelf22 января 2022When Query Man knocked loudly on our door, Dad waited a while before answering. Mona was nowhere in sight, knowing to stay away during a Crow revenge session.
“Mr. Crow,” he said, “your boys attacked me and my house with eggs and water balloons tonight. And this afternoon, we received deliveries of all kinds of things we didn’t order. Flowers. Pizza. Fill dirt. A washer and dryer. Lumber. Your boys are responsible for that too.”
From the hallway, Sam, Sally, and I watched Dad’s eyes go wide and his jaw drop as if he couldn’t believe his ears. I had to put my hand over Sam’s mouth to keep him quiet.
“I can’t imagine my boys doing anything like that. Let me query them.”
Dad flashed the world’s fakest smile and gently closed the door. He loved getting to use the word “query” on Query Man. We took turns peering through the peephole to watch the guy squirm on the porch. A few minutes later, Dad winked at us and opened the door.
“My sons said they walked by your house and may have thrown an egg or two, but boys will be boys, as we know.” Dad puffed out his chest. “But they certainly didn’t do anything else, so get your fat ass off my porch and don’t come back.”
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