Pots and Vats

by Douglas Wilson

Once there were two boys playing in the back yard. They were both good friends, and they got along well for the most part. But one of them had a quick temper, and occasionally he would lose it, and I have to say he had hurt his good friend more than once.

But the curious thing about this temper of his is that his father had never seen it. Everyone else had, but when his father was around, he never seemed to lose control they way he did at other times. This made his father very curious, because he did not know what everyone else was talking about.

As I said these two boys were playing in the back yard, and on this day, the hot-tempered boy’s father was home, standing in the kitchen, talking with his wife.

Suddenly his mother said, "There! There it is!" Coming in through the open window were loud, angry shouts, and so the father stepped out on to the back porch....

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