Edna stomped into the kitchen, livid, and said to Eric, who sat at the table and flinched when he saw his mother’s angry face, “I have a bone to pick with you, boy! How many times have I told you not to give bones to Buster! The dog’s outside digging up the garden again!”
This post is part of the Tuesday Use It In A Sentence prompt, “bone”:
https://stephaniecolpron.wordpress.com/2017/08/15/tuesdayuseitinasentence-bone/
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