• "Balls!" she exclaimed with vigor. "I can't believe I just did that!" Looking around her, at the mess she had made, she was filled with regret. She let her red spattered forehead fall to her crimson stained hands. Then, she was filled with an entirely different feeling. Humor consumed ever fiber of her being and soon she was consumed by a fit of giggles. She was delighting in what she had done.
    After her laughter subsided she returned to the task at hand. She found the bleach and set to cleaning the red spots off of the hard-wood floor and washing down the sink. She tried to clean the red from her hands, but it was no use. Stains of scarlet marked her rouge regret.
    She finally looked at her victim. Herself.
    "GAWD, red hair is a b***h to keep up!"
    She let out another giggle abd returned to cleaning the red dye from her kitchen counter.