When we lived in Florida, mosquitoes were horrible! You literally could not go outside at night without getting bitten. Just to go from the house to the car subjected one to numerous bites. And at church, people would hold the door open for others to come in … along with dozens of mosquitoes, so we had to dodge them all through the service.

One Wednesday night, I was asked a question by the teacher and while I was forming the answer in my head, Janice noticed a mosquito on my same head and slapped at it, nearly knocking me senseless. It was very funny to everyone else in the class. They all thought she’d slapped me because I was not answering the question. A few actually bought her “mosquito” story.