That's how long I was on the phone.
The door slammed. I knew the boys were up to something. I went into Charlie's room, and sure enough.
It smelled like Vick's Vapo-rub.
Smeared. All over the dresser drawer, the picture frames. Charlie's hand looked like he was wearing a glove. Gus was a little more conservative with his use of the vapo-rub...just a couple fingers dipped in. ALL OVER.
Ugh...
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