Broom swept, they say.
When you sell a house, the
contract states that the rooms
must be broom swept.
By Colt Bayless
Ting. Clang. Ting.
“Sharpy! Wedge! Pincer!” yelled Albert.
It was Monday morning and the Hazel family had just left the house. A spoon alone and unused in its slot nudged and smacked the silverware drawer’s dividers.
“What is it, Albert?” Sharpy replied.
“I was wondering,” said the spoon, (more…)