“You have got to see this” Grandpa said, as I came through the front door, “It’s just the strangest thing! I’ve never seen anything like it!”
I let him lead me past the kitchen, through the laundry room and into the hall bathroom. “Look.” He said eyes bugging from his skull. I followed his out stretched hand, my eyes landing on the reassembled pink toilet. “You see this new…this new invention?”
“Uh huh.” I looked at the toilet. Then looked at Grandpa.
“Aaaaand…” he drew out the word, possibly attempting to create suspense, “Watch.” His fingers grasped the silver handle and pulled down, his pinky lingering as his eyes widened in anticipation. The water swirled as the flushing sound was drowned out by my grandpa’s exclamation of glee.
It’s truly hard to tell if he was pleased by the mysterious repair of his toilet or if he really thought it was a new invention but one thing’s for sure – as long as there is a toilet around, my Grandpa will be one happy son of a gun.