I got out of the shower to find them both at the door staring at me. It looked like something out of a Stephen King novel.
I started to say, "No, you can't have another t--..." then realized that I couldn't say the word "treat" because they would expect one.
Another "No" solicited blank stares with their beautiful golden eyes.
I'm so glad that I have to go to work now. At least I won't have to worry about them staring me down all afternoon.
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