I anticipated Ezra's arrival. I've observed him for six days and I know his routine now.
12:30 AM, he should be walking.
I watch him tiptoe down the stairs.
12:32, he's ahead today.
Ezra's arrived, he's opened the refrigerator.
Ezra's taken out Diet Coke.
Mom will be furious.
I watch him open the can. Frankly, I can hardly even hear the tssss-krPOP.
Ezra walked towards the bar-stool, and I flipped the light switch on.
He collapsed with the Coke
"I'VE BEEN BLINDED!!!" he shouted.
Yeah, "the light blinded him."
They don't call him "Extra-Ezra" for nothing.
I love to play the piano, both sheet music/piano books and ear playing songs as well. I have two siblings and am the oldest child out of my family.