Want to see those OTKs I mentioned? They’re at Sock Dreams – and tell them I said hello!
by Lisa Montoya
Perdy saw Grandpa Zeke sitting in the swing on the front porch as she carried the empty laundry basket. She pushed open the old wooden screen door and went to sit next to him. She leaned her head against his shoulder as the two of them just looked out into the yard. Perdy sighed.
He asked, “How you be, Perdy Perdy?”
She squeezed his arm and cuddled closer to him.
Grandpa Zeke slipped his arm around her. “Did you find those missing socks?”
Perdy shook her head. “No. They aren’t in my room. Do you think a squirrel got into the house again and took them? Or maybe we have a sock eating washing machine.”
She sat up and looked at him. “Really, I looked everywhere.”
Grandpa Zeke smiled at her. “I am sure you did. Most likely was the sock gremlins.”
Perdy stared at him, waiting for him to continue.