“What’s that smell…HOLY JEEZ, Grandma! The house is on fire!”
Flames climbed the wall engulfing a spice rack and threatening the ceiling.
“I put water on it!”
“It’s a grease fire, Grandma. NO WATER!”
A nearby extinguisher tamed the blaze.
“Ohh, right.” Grandma scrunched her face, perplexed. “I used to know that.”