Teeth (2 – From Thereby Hangs A Tail)
“Brush your teeth?” said Bernie the next morning.
“Yeah,” said Charlie.
“Didn’t hear any spitting,” Bernie said. So what? Bernie didn’t hear a lot of things; but I hadn’t heard any spitting either. Hey! Charlie was tricky.
“Go brush your teeth,” said Bernie.
Charlie went into the bathroom. I followed Bernie into the office. He took down the Niagara Falls picture, opened the safe and removed an envelope.
“What’s in there?” said Charlie from the doorway.
“That was quick,” Bernie said. “How many teeth did you do?”
“All of them, Dad. Wanna smell my breath?”
Why not? Sounded like a great idea to me. I sidled over to Charlie.
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