Sunday, September 26, 2004

That Little Bastard

I called his cell phone again, this time he answered.
"Mom"
"Where are you?"
"At my gf's house."
"I told you to be home. I haven't slept all night. It is your father's and my anniversary. "
"I missed the last two buses."
"I told you to get home."
"I couldn't get a ride."
"What time did MR go home?"
"Earlier, but I didn't go home with him."
"Obviously, you just decided not to come home."
"I figured I'd just go home in the morning."
"I'm not putting up with this, you're grounded. .... I ranted on and on....in a rage.... If it happens again you can find some place else to live. Your father and I have to go to work, and you better be home when I get here."
"But but,

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