Written in response to today’s Daily Prompt: The Clock. Write anything, including the sentence, “I heard the car door slam, and immediately looked at the clock”.

I was lying on the carpet floor, face down, spread out between the couch and the chair. I could hear the TV on, and George was talking to it. He thinks the characters on NCIS can hear what he’s saying. Smurfy is lying face-up on the other side of the chair, half covered by a quilt. The fireplace is off and there is a cool breeze coming down the stairs through the open door. Outside all is quiet. I roll over and groan. Smurfy, Snuffles and I stayed up late last night drinking Smurf juice and dancing to ‘The Smurfs All-Star Show’ on cassette. Those tunes really stick in your head. The three of us got onto the chair, up against a pillow, and pulled the green quilt over our legs to protect us from the chill. I heard the car door slam, and immediately looked at the clock. The man of the house must be home from his workout. I hope he brought donuts. “She’s bad. Don’t listen to her,” George was yelling into the TV. Man comes downstairs; no donuts. The boy of the house somehow acquired chocolate chips muffins which look promising. All will be well this Saturday.