Let There Be Light
The night the lights went out in our little town the kids started to cry out almost as soon as the sun went down.
“I can’t see anything!” said Leo.
“It’s too hot!” said Flora.
In Flora’s defense, it did turn out to be one of the hottest days of the year. That’s why the electric went out in the first place. Everyone running their ac caused the grid to go down, and we were left in the dark.
Suddenly, I had a phenomenal idea.
“Kids, grab a pillow and the flashlights! We’re going camping!”
“Where at, Dad? Are we going to the campground? We have school tomorrow.”
“You won’t have school if the lights don’t come back on. Besides, we are camping in the front yard.”
“Okay,” they said, looking unsure.
They grabbed pillows and flashlights. I grabbed the tent, and we ventured outside. After about an hour, I managed to get everything ready. Easy set up my foot!
Flora and Leo grew bored in short order, so we decided to tell scary stories.
The youngest, Leo, went first.
“There was once this guy who had a chainsaw for a hand, and he killed everybody, cut them in a zillion pieces, and lived happily ever after.”
“That was stupid! I can tell a better story than that.”
Flora went on to tell of a beautiful princess who had a beautiful unicorn.
“That’s a girl story,” protested Leo.
“I am a girl! Just wait and hear the rest. It gets better,” said Flora.
She went on to tell of how all the people of the kingdom were evil, so the princess sharpened the unicorn’s horn and went about goring the people of the kingdom. That satisfied Leo, and they looked at me, indicating it was my turn.
I bowed out, telling them it was time to go to sleep. After all, the lights may come back on and there would be school. I didn’t know any scary stories except true ones, and they are far too scary, even for me.