To Pay the Price

When  we used to drive down South, I, being a post-war schoolteacher, chose the least expensive motels.  But I paid for it.  We brought home bed bugs.  I couldn’t stand them, and least of all did I want to leave them to the couple that bought the house from us.  So I paid over $1,000 to exterminate them from our bedroom, their hiding place.

It worked.  What a job, though.  Then we moved, with a clear conscience.  Do unto others….the saying goes, but there’s a lot of wisdom in that Bible.  I am a little wiser with old age, now.  But I paid a price.

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