Calhoun walked in the front door expecting to see her husband to be his happy cheerful self.what she saw though,was far from cheerful.Felix was laying face down on the couch.his hat,belt,and hammer laying without a care on the floor.
"Felix you ok?"Calhoun ask.her cheerful mood gone.she got a muffled reply."babe?"Calhoun ask.she picked him up only for him to hiss in pain.
"aw."Felix whimpered.Calhoun carefully sat down and put him in her lap.
"sorry.whats wrong?"Calhoun ask.
"not one player who knew what they were doing.my back is killing me."Felix groaned.Calhoun gave an apologetic look and kissed his forehead."i know Ralph tried not to throw them as hard but its part of our game."Felix added.
"awe,bad day?"Calhoun ask.
"that doesn't even begin describe it.nobody could get past the seventh level.one kid repeatedly played just slamming me into ducks and bricks.two kids that couldn't even see over the consol played."Felix complained."and to top it all off,the last three kids that played