Continuation of last week…
A body suddenly crashed through a plate glass window at the Brigadier’s house. One of the ladies fell out of her chair while the rest frantically scrambled and fled. The men remained seated, not wanting to move.
“I told you not to panic.” Gregory said shaking his head and pinching the bridge of his nose. “We could’ve just knocked. But no, you had to go all frantic and fly through the window.”
Johan bore his teeth in an awkward smile. The planes were driving him crazy these days. A few minutes ago, they were hidden in the bushes outside and then an airplane flew by and Johan immediately switched to panic mode and dove into the house.
“It’s okay, ladies.” Gregory addressed the ladies still frantically fleeing the room. “My boy here just panicked. We don’t mean to scare you.”
One of the ladies dipped her head and examined Gregory and Johan. She chuckled. “Oh, is that your boy? They’re big these days, aren’t they?” She turned to the other ladies. “It’s alright, ladies. Let’s get back to the game.”
One of the men coughed. “About time.”