When I was about 10 years old, Momma had her sewing scissors that no one was to use.
She had made the "promise" of calling the police if ever they were used to cut paper.
One morning I couldn't find my paper cutting scissors, so while Momma was busy out of the room,
I used her sewing scissors for cutting my paper dolls out of the catalog.
I finished before she came back in the room.
And I certainly wasn't going to tell her.
About 10 minutes later there was a knock on the door.
I looked up and there was a Texas Ranger at the door talking to Momma.
I thought I was going to die!
I didn't know what to do!
I couldn't stop the tears.
He walked in the house, sat beside me and asked what was wrong.
I spilled my secret.
He was very confused, especially when Momma started laughing.
Then she told him of her "promise".
It was my turn to be confused as they both were laughing.
How was I to know that he was an old friend who had just stopped by for a cup of coffee!
But - I never used Momma's sewing scissors again, except for sewing!
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