Daily story, December 17, 2024

The kids got me with a snowball, right on the back of my neck so it dropped down into my coat. I shrieked, and they laughed at that, so I laughed along. “That was a good shot,” I shouted over to them, and they landed another one smack in the teeth. I wanted to keep on pretending I wasn’t upset. But it was Christmastime, so I gave them what they wanted.