“Can you come here for a second?” Harper shouted from the living room. She was sitting on the couch with her laptop on her lap and the TV on for background noise as she worked on her homework.
No one answered.
After a few minutes, she rolled her eyes. She had just called Annie and she answered to her name. She had to have heard her calling.
“Annie?” Harper called again.
“What?” came the response from the other room.
“Where are you?”
“I’m in the kitchen?”
“Great, can you come here for a minute?” Harper asked again, this time raising her voice just a little more.
There was no response again.
Harper continued to type her essay while she waited. She hoped that her sister was just finishing something up in the kitchen before coming into the room.
But when another ten minutes passed, Harper shouted for her again.
Again, Annie never answered because this time she stormed into the living room. “What do you want? I’m trying to do my homework.” She demanded.
“Well, I’m trying to do mine too and I’m having a hard time concentrating.” Harper explained.
“So, shut off the TV.”
“It’s not because of that.”
“Well, what? And what does it have to do with me for?” Annie grunted.
Harper pointed up to the ceiling. “There’s a spider. Can you kill it?”
Annie glanced up at the ceiling. Then she looked at Harper, rolled her eyes, and walked back out of the room. Harper was about to protest when Annie came back in with a tissue and one of the kitchen chairs.
She stood on the chair, squished the bug, and brought everything back into the kitchen. From the kitchen she shouted, “Happy?”
“Thank you! I love you!” Harper replied with a smile.
“Yeah, right…”
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You wrote this very well .. but did you have to squish the poor spider? Easier to catch him in the tissue and take him out to the garden 🙂
Thank you. It depends on where the spider is. It’s hard to catch them sometimes.
lol I live in a country full of them … we usually catch them in a jar, slide a sheet of paper between the fixed surface and jar to keep spider in while we carry it to outdoor liberation 🙂
I’ve done that too. But spiders still freak me out, lol.
imagine how we giants must freak them out …
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You’re welcome.
If it is not paying rent, it is not staying in my house.
My thoughts exactly!
Hate spiders, though can now tolerate the little ones. Have been known to leave notes for partners to dispose of arachnid before coming to bed when he got home. I was even evicted from my house by a ‘tarantula’ that walked over my GSD’s feet, and sat on the doorstep for three hours until someone came home to save me. Even he skedaddled out pretty quick to get something more meaty that a tissue to dispose of the damn thing!
Oh, that sounds awful! I would freak out. Even the little ones get to me. I can kill or bring some bugs outside, but spiders? I have to get someone else to do it.
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You’re very welcome, Rachel!
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Siblings. If my sis wanted me to do something, there be some negotiations that had to happen first. I’ll get rid of the spider… if you deal with the cock roach on the floor. lol
Oh, gross, lol. My sister just knows to get a bug when I shout for her, lol.
Ah, I hate spiders.
Same.