When I got to my front door and turned the handle I realized the door had been locked. There was no way for me to get in. There were no windows that I could pry open, I couldn't try the back door because our dog would make so much noise it would surely give me away.
I sat on my front porch going over all my options. At first everything I thought of ended with me busted and grounded. I may have cried out there in the cold wee hours of the morning. I cry when I get frustrated and am unable to think my way out of a problem.
Then it hit me. I would wait till 5 am or so, and go for a little walk. Then I would head home around 540 or so and pretend that I'd gone out for an early morning stroll and then been locked out. Sure that could work. I went out for morning walks sometimes, nothing weird there.
obviously this was not my front door, but this picture seemed appropriate as I felt like this |
My plan worked the light turned on and I saw my brothers face go from frightened to puzzled and annoyed. He carefully opened the front door to me. Mumbling something about my being
It was a close call. I never did it again. Thanks little brother, I love you for more than not being a snitch.
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Great story and what a great brother not to rat out--unless he used it as blackmail later! :-)
ReplyDeleteNah, he's loyal like that :)
DeleteAwesome brother. I've got one just like that. :)
ReplyDeletewe're lucky :)
DeleteIn my house it was me saving the little brother. It's amazing how we come through for each other as if to silently hope the favor will one day be returned.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for linking up!!
Siblings are amazing cohorts.
Deletethanx for crappy fun link up :)
My brother was six years younger than me and I could totally count in him to not rat me out.
ReplyDeleteThen I was out on my own and he was still a teen - guess who got the "I just put Dad's truck in the ditch" calls?
But turnabout is fair play - when I go out of town I tell the oldest - if you run into any trouble, call your Uncle - he owes me a few.
Hahaha, I love how the cycle of shenanigans continues! it's the circle of life :)
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