I was only about halfway up the stairs when I saw it. The squiggly black line trailed horizontal on the wall as far as I could see and I thought my heart would stop beating.
We were moving out in 2 days and I couldn’t possibly afford to lose my security deposit.
I ran my fingers along the sharp black line and confirmed my greatest fear. It was permanent marker. My eyes closed, almost as if to say, “We are going to need a minute to gain some composure here.”
Yet almost simultaneously I could feel the pressure rising and the burning in my face. There was only one kid home, so there was no question as to the offender. And that offender was presently on my “very naughty” list.
I know you have been there, too. Standing in the moment when the heat is rising and teetering between reality and the feeling of “someone might die here today.”
Of course, you have no intention of killing your child and honestly don’t want to harm him/her ever, but the heat has just been cranked up and it’s only a matter of seconds before the explosion.
What do you do?
CONTINUE READING IN THE FAMILY ROOM
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