“Hello?” I answered the phone yesterday afternoon.
“Gah!” said the caller.
“Uh, hello?” I said again. I looked quizzically at Juliette who stood nearby, but remained polite. The Caller ID had told me it was a cell phone but didn’t list its number. I figured that it might be somebody important.
“Gah!” the caller repeated before bursting into giggles. Familiar giggles. Very familiar giggles. In fact, these very familiar giggles were coming from nearby, I realized.
I looked across the living room and saw baby Daniel with my cell phone pressed against his ear. My open, gutted purse lay at his feet; its contents covered the floor. When his eyes met mine, he shrieked with the thrill of his own delicious naughtiness.
I was right. It was somebody important.