Refrigerator Nazi

White Feather
Aug 23, 2017 · 11 min read

Terror at the dinner table….

The dinner bell clanged. It was a small gold hand-held bell. It was not real gold, of course. There was no real gold in the house. And it was not all that loud. If any of the three children had music playing in their rooms it could not be heard coming from the kitchen. But all three children were trained to always watch the clock so they were always listening for the bell as five…

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