The morning started with my usual cup of very strong coffee. I was sitting on my porch reading one of the Wired! magazines Cheryl had gotten for me. The phone rang which spurred Maggie into running inside to see who was calling.
"Hello?" I asked after picking up the phone.
"Hey son," Dad replied. "We are having a big breakfast for me over here. I want you to come."
"Lots of people?" I asked.
"Oh, come on," Dad said. "Come for me."
So I went and I had a pretty good time. The homemade biscuits my cousin Jean made were scrumptious. I still have a hard time with large groups of people, though. The constant noise and talking makes it hard to decipher the voices in my head. It is like having a room full of people vying for your attention. Breakfast was had and I snuck out the back door to drive home.
Mom soon arrived at my house.
"Did you leave with all those people over there?" I asked as she walked to my front door.
"I can't take it," she replied. "I came over to stay with you and Maggie."
I laughed and welcomed her inside. Now, you see who I get this from? Don't you?