It was like one of those times when
someone’s tickling you
and you yell,
“Stop! Stop!”
because you want them to stop
and partly you don’t
because you still like the attention.
One of those times.
I was looking at the screen
trying to open a message
from the Internet with cautions.
I said, “Help.
I’m trying to open…”
My Daughter came over.
There was a book on the table.
She picked it up.
She said,
“You pick it up,
you hold it this way,
you take the edge,
you fold it back…”
I yelled,
“Stop! Stop!”
And then I laughed.