“If anyone stares too long out the window, create a diversion. Drop a glass, fake a heart attack, anything.”
Rilla let out a loud huff of air. “Yeah, right. No problem. Should I put on a clown shit and do a little jig?”
Oh, yes. Please put on the clown shit, Rilla.
Typos can be so much fun.
=oD
My husband also pointed out that I had a character facetiously stating that her stepdad was a member of the “Swedish mom“.
Yeah. =)