Disturbing the Peace

... was that thunder? [The
sudden dropped sound heard
bouncing through hallowed
shushed, book-lined shelves: the
one the library
lady snaps at to
"Be quiet!" Eyes look
around, searching for
the guilty party:
it isn't me. I'm
on the Internet.
The offending one
will not admit --- there
it is, again.] Yes.
Thunder. [Didn't Mom
say we were supposed
to be like church mice?
She's not practicing
what she's preaching: I
ain't gonna tell her.]

(c) 2008, Karla Dorman