by G. Sehcooms

The next-door neighbor lady got pregnant and my Mom was invited to a shower. My brother Draw and I were playing cars under a tree in the yard when Draw asked me, 'Do you wonder why they have to give Hazel a shower when she is a grownup? They don't even give us a bath any more.' I told him to ask Mom. I was getting sick of asking questions and everyone laughing at me.