“Look out your window,” He said.
I looked out and Dad was standing in my backyard next to Maggie’s fence.
“Let’s let Maggie out and let her run her heart out.”
I smiled as I hung up the phone and walked outside to watch. Maggie was in heaven having free reign over me and my father’s yards. She ran until she could run no more. She had a good time chasing my father’s cat, The Duchess.
Dad then got supper started. I sat in the kitchen and watched as he boiled some thin spaghetti noodles, prepared a pot of spaghetti sauce, and cut up a Caesar salad.
“We will eat in thirty minutes,” He said. “Go get your mother out of bed.”
I walked down the large hall to my mother’s bedroom.
“Mom, supper’s almost ready.”
“What are we having?” She asked looking out from under her covers.
“Dad’s special recipe spaghetti.”
“That sounds wonderful,” She said as she hurriedly got up and got dressed to walk into the kitchen to sit down.
I did get to talk to my sister on the phone. Her baby is due any day now, but she sounded good. Talking to my sister on the phone is always awkward though. Her being a doctor and me just being a lowly plebeian makes me feel uncomfortable. I know I shouldn’t feel that way about my own sister.
We then ate supper and it was delicious. We had spaghetti, buttered and toasted barbecue bread, and a Caesar salad. Dad then cooked an orange marmalade sauce for dessert and we drizzled it over pieces of toasted pound cake. It was a wonderful evening that I will remember for the longest time. I feel so good tonight. Thanks for reading.