Story Time
"The cat blew up," Brian read softly. "Have you ever seen such a sight?" Brian grimaced at the mental image. "The mouse danced a jig at his good fortune."
Brian glanced over at his son and saw he had drifted off to sleep. He sat the offending book down and kissed Gus' forehead.
Brian went downstairs to join the others.
"The fucking cat blew up! When did children's books get so violent? Everyone thinks I corrupt him." Brian glared at Mel.
"Don't even go there, Kinney."
"Come on," Justin took him by the arm. "We'll stop at Barnes and Noble so you can go on a shopping spree for Gus." Out on the porch Justin smirked. "Besides, don't you have to pick up your special order? The final Harry Potter book."
Brian cleared his throat. "Let's just keep that between us, shall we?"
Justin stifled a giggle.