July 22, 2016 by dellanioakes
“Ow, that hurt. I should know better than to throw pillows at my doctor.”
“But isn’t that what they’re for? The doctors, and the pillows,” Gemma said as she picked it up.
Vik chuckled. “They are indeed. I say that a day hasn’t really started well unless one is able to hurl at least one pillow at an unsuspecting medical professional.”
© 2016 Dellani Oakes