Ben and I were in the back of our huge van (the kind that has the velvet curtains, two of the chairs and then a couch in the back) checking out all of our goodies the day of shopping in the big city had won us. Mom and dad were way in the front talking about whatever grown ups talked about. We had been in town all day and the sun was setting, it was beginning to get a little dark. One of the things Ben and I had gotten was a pack of Bubblicious, and I vividly remember the watermelon smell that surrounded us. Ben took one, then I did. With our mouths already full, we decided that to blow really big bubbles, we'll need another piece. I could barely talk. Ben and I were slurping our spit to keep from drooling down our chins. Ben looks at me as he says with big eyes, "Watch this..." He continues to blow a huge bubble. Not about to be outdone by my brother, I replied with lots of gusto, "Oh yeah, watch this!" I took a big deep breath and attempted to blow the biggest bubble I ever had. All I heard was a "THWOP." I didn' t know where my gum went. I begin to feel around the seat quietly hoping to find it soon so Ben wouldn't rat me out to my parents. As I start to panic I heard Ben say, "Ah, Beth," gasping for air and trying to not laugh. I look up, just as he's peeling my large wad of gum off of his forehead right between his eyes.
Here's for you, Ben! Love you!
