Mom acted ugly to me this morning. It REALLY hurt my feelings and I was sulking when I drove over. She would never talk that way to my brother or sister. Because if she did, they wouldn't speak to her for weeks. Me? I just said I was sorry for calling so early. I thought it was ten instead of nine.
My father has new yard help. His name is J.W. and we have become fast friends. J.W. used to be a mechanic and lost his job when cars became too technical. J.W. keeps asking me to take him fishing over at our pond in God's Country.
"We'll go when it gets warmer," I told him.
"You sure there's bass in that pond?" he will ask.
"They practically jump on your line," I told him to vigorous grins.