You walk into your home to find a couple you don’t know sitting in your living room, eating a slice of cake. Tell us what happens next.
Sort a ridiculous situation which calls for a ridiculous response.
After I wipe down the room they are rolled into a carpet and buried where I always planned on pouring the concrete for a new patio. If they have a car I drive it to the airport or Walmart. I finish the cake.
Here is the link to part 2 of yesterday’s story, Saved. I hope you enjoy the conclusion.