Pretty Girl Thirteen
“She sure couldn’t show Girl Scout’s journal to Dad. He’d go ballistic or comatose, hard to know which. But maybe Mom. It seemed like she wanted to help, more than just by driving Angie to appointments. And Angie knew how much Mom loved her, even if things were really awkward. Would she love Girl Scout? Or the others when Angie made contact with them? Maybe she should give Mom the chance to understand.
“Hey, Mom?” she called. No answer. She scooted downstairs to the kitchen. The lights were off,... and it didn’t smell like breakfast cooking. “Mom?” she called as she entered. No one was there. She dashed back up the stairs to Mom and Dad’s room. She tapped the unlatched door. “Mom? Are you in there?” The bedroom door swung inward.
“She’s at the grocery store,” Dad yelled from his den. “Getting ready for Ma and Bill.”
“Okay. Thanks,” Angie hollered back. She was reaching for the knob to relatch the door when she noticed an oversized brown leather notebook on the bedside table.MoreLess
“Hey, Mom?” she called. No answer. She scooted downstairs to the kitchen. The lights were off,... and it didn’t smell like breakfast cooking. “Mom?” she called as she entered. No one was there. She dashed back up the stairs to Mom and Dad’s room. She tapped the unlatched door. “Mom? Are you in there?” The bedroom door swung inward.
“She’s at the grocery store,” Dad yelled from his den. “Getting ready for Ma and Bill.”
“Okay. Thanks,” Angie hollered back. She was reaching for the knob to relatch the door when she noticed an oversized brown leather notebook on the bedside table.MoreLess
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