The K-Y Warriors

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“Grandma Gina’s fridge runs without being plugged into the electricity,” Tommy Beveridge said, casually throwing the remark into a discussion about machines in general and the workings of the internal combustion engine in particular.

Willett Morris smiled indulgently at his nephew. “Some fridges run on gas.”

“Yes, but she hasn’t got gas.” Tommy spoke with the assurance of a precocious eleven-year-old. “Grandma Gina is all-electric.”

“Then her fridge must be plugged into the mains.” Willett switched from car engines to the principles of refrigeration, determined to educate the boy into seeing how nonsensical his statement had been. But Tommy soon exhibited signs of boredom, darted out of the garage/workshop and began pursuing the butterflies that twinkled over the lawn. Willett was disappointed, thinking it a shame that nobody else in the family appreciated the beauty inherent in even the simplest machines.

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