and wondered if I had gone berserk.
* * *
That night when Larry came home
I was sleeping on the couch
so he woke me up to go to bed
and I told him what had happened
and he looked at me like I was crazy
but went back to the bedroom
cleaned up the mess
found another slat for the bed
changed the sheets
for which I was grateful
and brought the spider sheets up front to the washing machine.
* * *
I sat up and said
"Throw those nasty things away!"
and he said
"Why? They just need to be washed"
and I said
"I'm not washing them because I might find a spider leg in them"
and Larry tossed them in the garbage
and said
"There was nothing left of that spider but a smear on the sheets"
and went to bed.
* * *
The next day I took Adam outside
and sat him on his spring horsie
and I went back in and sprayed the heck out of that desk
and the whole trailer
then me and Adam had a picnic lunch out on the patio
and we never went back inside until supper-time.
* * * * * * *
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