Got it!

Just me, Nanny, and Pappy were up north together. Pappy was already in bed but Nanny and I were still up, sitting on the vinyl chairs at the chrome-rimmed oval dinning table. The thick white curtain was pulled all the way down on the large window but we could still hear the tapping of moths on the other side trying to get closer to the light coming from inside. I was reading Teen Beat and Nanny was knitting a new white and red cover for the lawn chair that she fell through.

A creak from Nanny and Pappy's bed, followed by the sound of Pappy sliding his feet into his slippers, invited our attention. He says nothing as he slides the plastic according door over and makes his way across the room and down the short hall to the bathroom. We go back to our quiet business. The toilet flushes behind the door, the water runs, the door pops open, and we hear Pappy's slippers shup-shup-shupping down the hall. I watch him walk by, with his mosquito-bitten calves, and re-enter their bedroom. Nanny is still knitting.

Suddenly, we hear him yell, "Christ! What is that??" SLAP! We look over and see that he's brought his sandal down hard on the floor beside his bed. "I don't know what it was but I got it!"

"What was it?!" Nanny asked, already cringing at the thought of what it could've been.

Pappy lifts his sandal. It was a dust bunny.

Oh My God, Nanny and I cried!