Deb:
I ran down the hall to the closet where we keep our bath towels. Grabbing the top towel, I rushed it back to the living room. Freckles eyed me with distrust as I approached. I knew she wasn’t going to enjoy this drying experience, and I was going to wind up on her “bad” list for quite some time. Well, I thought, she seems to really like my son. Maybe I’ll make him the bad guy for once. I turned and thrust the towel into his hands.
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A Ha! The old "Good Guy, Bad Guy Trick!" Don't fall for it Freckles!
It doesn't matter who does the drying, Freckles knows you and Nice Guy are partners in this crime! She's going to disapprove of the BOTH of you.. ;)
Good cop, bad cop, smart move Deb!
Do whatever you have to to keep yourself in this bun's good graces.
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