"There were a bunch of dogs hanging around in the front garden, no idea why. If it happens again, I’ll have to complain to the city"

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ron tries to sneak into the house, while simultaneously closing the front door on the dogs following him. He shuts the door almost on a poodle’s nose, and heaves a sigh of relief — only to find himself face-to-face with his irate mother.
Characters:
ARON’S MOTHER: Aha! Just the person I’m looking for. Do you know anything about a spilled jug of gravy on the kitchen counter?
ARON: A spilled jug? [He plays for time — then light dawns.] Oh my, that brown stuff was gravy! And it splashed on my shoes. No wonder those dogs were all over me….
ARON’S MOTHER: Dogs? What dogs? [She stops short.] And what’s that noise outside?
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