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| The guest |
| 03.06.04 (9:32 am) [edit] |
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Yesterday started off like any regular Friday. I went to work. But then my dad called me. He seemed flustered, and said he meant to call my mom's cell phone. A few minutes later, he called again, and asked for my mom's cell phone number. He mumbled something about entering in the wrong number into his cell phone's phone book or soemthin. And then he asked me if I was going home for lunch. That struck me as weird because he never asks me that nor do I ever go home for lunch. EVER! Anyway, I was feeling rather ill, so I went home. I am still sick, by the way! A little later, my dad came home. When I went downstairs to say hello, this woman was with him. I'd seen this woman before in our house, but he's never introduced us. The impression I got from her the first time I saw her was meek. She seemed like a close friend. By this time, I was wondering if I should call my mom or what. I didn't want things blowing up if she came home. I mostly stayed in my room while they were home. At one point I came downstairs while my dad was talking to a real estate agent, and she was lying down on our couch. [WTF was she lying down on our couch watching TV??!] She sat straight up when she saw me. I wasn't going to mention this guest to my mom, but I really couldn't hold it in. When I saw her after she came home from dinner with my dad, I asked her if dad tried calling her this morning. She said no. So I told her what happened...about this woman coming into our house. Turns out my mom already knows a lot about this woman - her name, how her and my dad met, how she stayed over while my mom and I were in Hong Kong and Australia. My mom wanted to know details about this woman - what she looked like, what she was like, did she and I talk. I told her everything I could. |
posted by: emj36 (reply)
post date: 03.08.04 (6:30 am)
That's rough all around.
Does you dad plan on staying w/ your mom?
posted by: rosietulips (reply)
post date: 03.08.04 (10:09 am)
Reply to: emj36
I think he does, but he shows her absolutely no respect. This is not the first woman. This could be the third.
And through all this, my mom does not want to leave him.
posted by: Rosie (reply)
post date: 03.13.04 (2:20 pm)
aw that sux!
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