Hell Hath No Fury
“Shh…” Mike said softly amid the crying. “Why won’t he stop?”
Susan placed a hand on her forehead and grimaced. “I don’t know.”
Titan purred while he rubbed his head against Susan’s arm. “Stop,” she said and brushed him away.
“Your turn.” Mike handed Susan the baby and she rocked him gently while singing a soft song. The crying stopped and the baby closed his eyes. The relieved parents looked at each other and smiled.
When the glass hit the floor and shattered, the baby woke and started wailing again. They looked at Titan who stared back with wide eyes.
I’m a little late for this week’s Friday Fictioneers. I thought about skipping, but that photo is just too good.