The whole family has been anxiously waiting by the phone for the bank to call to approve our refi. I read the Bible to keep my mind off The Troubles. Or maybe it was Tina Fey's book. I can't remember now cuz my headpiece was so dang tight my brain hurt.
The Big Daddy got mad that it was taking so long and shouted to the banker, "I pity the fool who doesn't give us a mortgage." And he tried to make a fist to show he meant business, but he's got arthritis in that one hand.
"Calm down", I said. "I think I know of a way to make them understand the situation better."
Finally, Mr. Potter putted the "approved" stamp on our papers. I was so happy my curls tightened up and I said, "Now with the savings I can get a new crown on that tooth way in the back there. See?"
"Let's have the whole clan over to celebrate and I'll make my famous Jesus Pizza," The Big Daddy said.
"What about your cousin," I asked. "One and all", he said. "One and all."
Even our moms got to come until the cops found them and took 'em back.
When everyone left, we went to bed in our newly refinanced home and fell fast asleep.
Where he came to visit me in my dreams.............