A flea is in me

I swallowed a flea. “I know it’s the first day of summer, guys, but we really need to tackle this.” I announce to  four scratching saints yesterday, their flea-bitten legs propped up on the ottoman as sad evidence. I roll out a detailed explanation on the life-cycle of a flea, and a plan for the day-long, team-effort we’d need to eradicate the infestation.  There was despair in the air everywhere.  It was not the dreamy way we all hoped to startRead more