Trapped
“. . [CHAPTER 12]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
“You must be feeling better,” Mom says to me as I come into the kitchen fully dressed in the morning.
“Yeah.” I fill a commuter cup with coffee. “I’m fine.”
“That’s a relief. I started to think of all the things you could be suffering from last night.”
“Just one of the perks of practicing medicine?”
She grins. “I guess so.”
“Anyway, since I’m not contagious or anything, I’m going in to work.”
“Oh, that reminds me. Last night Dad said you shoul...d tell Uncle Russ that you need next Saturday off.”
I nod. “Oh, that must have something to do with his winter clothes question.”
She grins as she pours cream into her coffee. “Yes, but we’ll pretend we don’t know, okay?”
“Sure.” Now I lower my voice. “Do you think he’s taking us to play in the snow for the day?”
“I hope so.” She takes a sip of her coffee and sighs. “I’ve been dreaming of real snow lately.”
I give her a sympathetic smile.MoreLess
“You must be feeling better,” Mom says to me as I come into the kitchen fully dressed in the morning.
“Yeah.” I fill a commuter cup with coffee. “I’m fine.”
“That’s a relief. I started to think of all the things you could be suffering from last night.”
“Just one of the perks of practicing medicine?”
She grins. “I guess so.”
“Anyway, since I’m not contagious or anything, I’m going in to work.”
“Oh, that reminds me. Last night Dad said you shoul...d tell Uncle Russ that you need next Saturday off.”
I nod. “Oh, that must have something to do with his winter clothes question.”
She grins as she pours cream into her coffee. “Yes, but we’ll pretend we don’t know, okay?”
“Sure.” Now I lower my voice. “Do you think he’s taking us to play in the snow for the day?”
“I hope so.” She takes a sip of her coffee and sighs. “I’ve been dreaming of real snow lately.”
I give her a sympathetic smile.MoreLess
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