Gone With the Wool
“As the room around me came into focus and I saw an annoyed looking Julius, who had been displaced, I realized it was Saturday. I looked at the clock before I answered and let out a sigh of relief—it was still very early, and I wasn’t late for anything yet.
“I didn’t want to wait until Sunday to call this week. I didn’t wake you?” my mother said. Who did she think she was kidding? There was no way my doctor mother didn’t know that it was two hours earlier here in Cadbury and that I never got... up at six in the morning.
“No,” I lied. Why did I always do that when she called too early? Did I feel some kind of shame that I was still asleep? There was no time to analyze my emotions, because she got right to the meat of her call.
“Are Sammy’s parents still there?” she asked. I groaned to myself. I knew she knew they were still here. I uttered an uh-huh and she continued.
“So how is the visit going?”MoreLess
“I didn’t want to wait until Sunday to call this week. I didn’t wake you?” my mother said. Who did she think she was kidding? There was no way my doctor mother didn’t know that it was two hours earlier here in Cadbury and that I never got... up at six in the morning.
“No,” I lied. Why did I always do that when she called too early? Did I feel some kind of shame that I was still asleep? There was no time to analyze my emotions, because she got right to the meat of her call.
“Are Sammy’s parents still there?” she asked. I groaned to myself. I knew she knew they were still here. I uttered an uh-huh and she continued.
“So how is the visit going?”MoreLess
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