LATE AGAIN
Tonight of all nights, Carl couldn’t let Heidi ruin his plans
We’re running late! Hurry up!’ Carl shouted, rapping on the bathroom door.
Wondering if his wife could hear him over the radio talk show, Carl frowned in frustration.
‘Keep your hair on,’ Heidi yelled back. ‘I’m just doing my nails. Ready in two ticks.’
Carl looked at his watch.
