Be careful What You Wish For!
“Oh God!” she whispered. “Just a little peace and quiet. It's not too much to ask, is it?”
“Martin! Hurry up! You'll be late for school! And you too, Jeannie! What are you doing? You'll miss the bus!” Sally shouted up the stairs. On the stove, the kettle whistled loudly. A voice from the landing yelled back. “Sally! Where's my shirt? Have you ironed it?” “Use your eyes, Bill!” she answered, equally loudly, trying to make herself heard above all the noise. Moments later, her thirteen-year-old daughter appeared a...
