The Vet's Daughter

(The Vet's Daughter)

After dental appointments, I decided to take the five youngest

to lunch at a downtown cafe. Rebecca, claiming

"privilege of the oldest child in the car," grabbed the front seat

while the others piled into the back. I was midturn to face the

back of the car to begin backing out of the parking lot when

my attention was caught by a small pink mark on my

daughter's neck.

"What happened?"
"Oh, I burned my neck with a curling iron," Rebecca grimace

and lightly touched the sore spot. Unable to resist taunting

her sister, Rachel hung over the front seat and said. "It looks
like a hickey!" Rebecca blushed and said, "Trust me, I KNOW,

everyone at work and church has been harassing me about the

dang burn for two days."

Rachel giggled and with a wicked glint in her eye began

sing-songing... "Rebecca's got a hickey, Rebecca's got a

love bite, Rebecca's got....."

"Ring Worm," interrupted a very droll voice.

For a single beat there was dead silence before Rachel,

Hunter and I burst out laughing. Sarah crossed her arms

over her chest and pouted at our laughter.

"That's what it looks like to ME!"

Rebecca hung her head and sighed, "Only a vet's daughter

would think of that."

(Rebecca, Sarah and Rachel)

Keep the Faith and keep away from burns

caused by hot hair implements.
~Amy~