Doobins’ Ghost Warrior
Sparkle Girl and I were driving down the street when I got a really big itch on the top of my head.
We were driving straight on a quiet street, so it seemed OK to take both hands off the wheel at the same time.
I scratched vigorously.
“Are you scratching with both hands?” asked Sparkle Girl from the back seat.
I put my hands back on the wheel.
“Would you like to see me do that again?” I asked.
“No, thanks,” said Sparkle Girl. “You can do that the next time you go have coffee with your friends.”
