“Watch out for Boots!”
“Oh shit!”
The cat screeched as my nephew stepped on its tail, running between his legs. He tripped and dropped the dresser he was carrying into my bedroom, it’s contents spilling wildly onto the floor.
“Sorry aunt Keri, I didn’t see him there.”
I was a bit shocked no one came to see what the loud thud was, but the family Christmas party downstairs was as raucous as ever. My family was a big one, and our parties tended to get wild enough we’ve had neighbors complain before.
“It’s OK Sam, you couldn’t have seen him with that big thing in your hands.”
Sure enough the dresser was a large one, but my sister’s son has always been an athletic boy, his 6’1 frame lean and muscled even as a boy, something his recent time in the Marines had only amplified. He was a handsome slab of muscle these days, on leave for the holiday. When I had mentioned to him I was thinking about moving the dresser out of the guest room, he had simply lifted it up; and asked where I wanted it.