The Sound of Squeak-ness

~ JoAnn



Father stood in the entranceway, glaring sternly at the two young boys. 

"Devin … Vincent ..." Father sighed deeply. "You cannot fool me with those expressions of innocence. I could hear the squeaky bedsprings all the way in my chamber! We cannot afford another broken frame. You know the rule: no jumping on the bed. Please … mind me."

As he turned away he noted with wry amusement the furtive giggles emanating from the chamber behind him … and before he was halfway down the hall, he sighed once more, as his ears caught yet another suspicious squeak.


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13 comments:

NYC Utopia September 17, 2010 at 12:52 PM  

Hey!! So short? Even shorter than those little boys...
Is this a drabble?
Good to see you in this group :-)

Claire

SandyX September 17, 2010 at 2:32 PM  

JoAnn's story fits perfectly with both this assignment and the with the last assignment's 100 word limit ;-) Welcome to Everything ... JoAnn.

Ophelia September 17, 2010 at 5:05 PM  

A wonderful Kodak moment! A perfect snapshot, JoAnn. Can you imagine the energy in the tunnels with two such boys? Father did appear to have his hands full. I wonder how many bed frames in all?

Krista September 17, 2010 at 5:41 PM  

Hi JoAnn! Welcome!

This is perfect---you've told a wonderful, full story in just a few wry words. (Though I do think it's damned amazing that Father's retained any hair at all, given what Vincent and Devin must have put him through LOL)

Great job---hope to see more from you here :)

Carole W September 17, 2010 at 6:30 PM  

JoAnn, in just a few words, you brought two precious little boys to life. Wonderful!!

Michelle K. September 17, 2010 at 6:58 PM  

What wonderful tales you weave, JoAnn! In such a short space, I felt lost in a moment - could imagine the exuberance of young boys, the rebellion, the childish excitement that must be assuaged. No scolding from Father can take it away. And that Father ... he wasn't truly convincing! I could hear his voice so vividly, and yet, there was amusement there, too. Wonderful job! And welcome to Everything... !

OKGoode September 18, 2010 at 4:26 PM  

JoAnn, What a perfect snapshot of all the Wells men! I am absolutely convinced that it happened just that way! Welcome to Everything...! We are so blessed to count you as our friend!

RomanticOne September 19, 2010 at 10:13 PM  

Loved the mental picture of Vincent as a normal little boy.

Three Writers September 21, 2010 at 5:16 PM  

JoAnn, welcome to the Thursday Night Writers Extraordinaire and thank you for this cheerful snapshot of mischief-making Devin and Vincent. It brought back memories of times I had to be the Parent, and even further back when I was the mischief maker! Nancy

Cyndi D September 22, 2010 at 6:44 AM  

Thnak you Joann! I wrote my story immediately after reading yours! It inspired me to wonder what would happen if it were Catherine and Vincent rather than Devin and Vincent setting the springs to squeak! Thank you, Thank you for the inspiration!

Vicky September 23, 2010 at 9:59 AM  

What a treat to have our dear JoAnn in this little corner of the tunnels. This was so sweet, like everything else she does!

Anonymous September 23, 2010 at 7:43 PM  

Hi JoAnn!

It's great to see you here.

I loved your short story. I was exactly the same when I was little, you wouldn't think it, but I did have a mischeivous side.

I think Vincent and Devin would have been so sweet when they were young. Partners in crime for sure.

I hope you continue writing...

Love and lion hugs, Jodie xxoo

tweetie October 24, 2010 at 6:24 PM  

Lovely and short, JoAnn. But the joyful mischeivousness of Vincent and Devin as boys was captured so well ! Thank you. Tweetie Lynn

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