For months, I've hated on the pogo
stick jumper outside. The endless pa-ching, pa-ching, pa-ching. An audible Chinese water torture to the middle of my forehead. Drip. Drip. Drip. Day in and day out since May.
Today the sound stopped, and an exuberant child voice proclaimed “101!”
Now I
want him to make 102.~~GH
