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Shiny, Bright Red

Now appearing at, The Grownups Wanted Us Dead:  Shiny, Bright Red, part two in the saga of Quilly and Rumble,  cousins with cause to kill.

Every evening before dinner, Rumble would stretch out on the living-room floor and take a nap. Often, to use as little floor space as possible, he put his feet next to me on my chair. A couple of nights after the peanut butter and jelly incident, Rumble stretched out on his back, put his feet near my thigh, and went out like a light.

I finished painting my fingernails a lovely pearl pink, then I capped the polish bottle and put it away. As soon as my nails were dry I reached back into my cosmetic case, and took out a bottle of fire engine red fingernail polish.

Click here for part one: The P.B. & J. Sandwich

Quilly is the pseudonym of Charlene L. Amsden, who lives on The Big Island in Hawaii. When she is not hanging out with Amoeba, she is likely teaching or sewing. Or she could be cooking, taking photographs, or even writing. But if she's not doing any of that, she's probably on Facebook or tinkering with her blog.


  1. ROFL! Boy — the worst WE ever did to each other was to set buckets of water over the door so the next unsuspecting person to come through got drenched! HOWEVER… my OWN children have been much more creative and nail polish, markers, and hair paint have come into play at my house! AND Krysti one time put her brother’s (at the time longish) hair into braids with glittery butterfly clips all over his head while he slept! LOL! (that was easily undone – but still funny to watch!) You and Rumble are a hoot!

  2. Lori — I adored my big brother and never would have pulled a prank on him. Cousins were a different matter!

    Melli — buckets of water weren’t creative enough for us. The braids and clips were brilliant. If Rumble had possessed longer hair, that’s something I would have tried.

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