The Itsy-Bitsy Spider

Lately around my house it  has been a game of music rooms. As one child moves out, the others upgrade to the bigger space. My youngest was going to wait until we painted her brother’s old room but a water leak forced her out early.

As she expanded into her new place, she decided she needed a better desk to work. Off we went to goodwill where hubby assured us it was 50% off Saturday. When we arrived, we realized it wasn’t 50% off Saturday, that was next week.

But since we were there, we looked around. And lo and behold, my daughter found a desk and a chair that would fit under it. She was worried that her thighs would brush the top making her uncomfortable.  Given that she is four feet 10.5 inches tall at 21 years of age, I sincerely doubted it, but she wanted to make certain, so make certain she did and we ended up with a office chair and a desk for 26.98. No tax.

Getting it home was no problem although we knew the 2 90degree turns maneuvering down the long hall to her bedroom would pose a few challenges. In the end, the hubby used the measuring tape to see if the desk would fit in through her window thus eliminating the hallway altogether. Thankfully, it did so after some moving of stuff inside her room, we got it inside.

Now, I’m sure you’re asking where the spiders come in. Well, I don’t know about your house, but once we open the windows after a season of them being closed there is an accumulation of dust and debris between the screen and the windows.

In her case there was also a spider. A spider she demanded I remove because it was gross. Dutifully, I picked it up by one of it’s legs and chased her across the room with it. After a startled shriek, she realized it was a fake spider. You see my son had decorated his window screen with about 30 black spiders because it was cool and not all of them made the move to his new room.

The culprit.


About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at She’d love to hear from you.
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