The smoke alarm sounded at the Duncan’s this evening and there was no dinner in sight.
“We heard it and thought that’s weird,” said the biggest Duncan. “Then mom noticed a weird smell.”
Daddy, usually the first to blame for any strange odors, was at work.
“Then I noticed the lamp was smoking,” mommy said. “And Logan was nowhere to be found.”
Discovered in the lamp was the littlest Duncan’s sock which was now half charred and close to on-fire.
“We found him hiding behind the couch,” she said. “And gave him a lesson on fire safety.”
Duncan said she is just glad it didn’t happen at dinner time because everyone would have just gathered around the table while the house burnt down.