What Gave it Away?

That Furry Little Gremlin

"Carmen you sit right there on the stool." Gran ordered.

"Yes Gran!"

"You. Bus boy, come mix this."

"Gran you could use the electric-"

"No."

Cole looked at me, practically begging for help with his eyes.

"Carmen. You shouldn't be enjoying this, I have all the albums out and ready."

My face paled and it was Cole's turn to laugh.

"Such lovely chocolates, maybe Todd might like them."

"Gran!" I shout exasperatedly.

"Is your grandpa not Todd?"

"Todd!" Gran yelled for her little baby.

And not a minute later, in strolled Todd, licking his lips. That furry little gremlin. Hates on me for a living.