Miracle

I created a moment of terror, a lot of confusion and thankfulness yesterday. Dad noticed that I had a piece of wood lodged in the roof of my mouth. It was about 3/4 inch long and a little bigger than a toothpick. Anyway, questions my parents have asked include: Ben, how did this get in your mouth? How long has it been in your mouth? Didn't it hurt? My defense attorney has taught me well and I am not talking. I was a little taken aback when Mom said, "Ben you could have swallowed this and it would have stuck in your throat and ripped it up. It is a miracle you are alright." Gulp.