House Mate

It was bacon cooking that brought him from his room. He took it in, wishing for a taste.

Then she screamed, “SPIDER!”

He spun around to see where. Seeing nothing, he turned back.

She had the newspaper advertisements rolled up and was swinging away. In a panic, he raced to his left, darted to his right, before scurrying back to his corner of the house.

This wasn’t the first time this had happened, as he’d managed to survive yet another of her fits. Too bad he didn’t understand that he was the ‘spider’ and she wasn’t jus’ his house mate.