Ill-fated Daughter walked in from work with ashen cheeks and less springiness in her step. No longer looking like a million bucks, it appeared that eight hours on her feet slugging Boilt Hams had taken its toll.
Afflicted Mother smiled inwardly in anticipation of upcoming conversation about Ill-fated Daughter’s pleasant sleepover with Friend Jess. She was looking forward to discussions of Movies Watched and Popcorn Popped and other Disastrous Details that Ill-fated Daughter might make up.
Ill-fated Daughter struggled through dinner with downcast eyes and cautious commentary. It was then that Afflicted Mother was quietly told by Informed Sibling that that Ill-fated Daughter may have been tipped off by a Concerned Friend.
Ill-fated Daughter pled various illnesses and left table, unable to eat her supper. Afflicted Mother finished her meal and cleaned up peacefully and then headed to Ill-fated Daughter’s darkened room. Ill-fated Daughter was underneath her blankets bed with head covered. Afflicted Mother opened her mouth to speak when Ill-fated Daughter suddenly threw back the covers, sat up abruptly and announced “I have made a Series of Unfortunate Decisions.”
Afflicted Mother then knew immediately that Ill-fated Daughter had indeed been tipped off… and was thus planning to play the Contrite Card.
“My first Unfortunate Decision,” began Ill-fated Daughter “was when I went to the party of the Goon Squad in the first place. “It all just sort of happened rather unexpectedly, and suddenly I was just there. I should have called.”
Ill-fated Daughter listened for reassuring sounds of understanding from Afflicted Mother but heard nothing in the darkness. Ill-fated Daughter squirmed under her blankets.
“My second Unfortunate Decision was to NOT leave the party and go back to Jess’s house when Jess did. I don’t know why I did that,” she explained in earnest, “but it just sort of happened.”
The story continued. Apparently the party continued into the night. Friend Jess returned home to her house in time for her curfew. Ill-fated Daughter chose to party on. Later, Ill-fated Daughter tried in vain to rouse Friend Jess in order to return to her house for the night but alas, Jess had fallen asleep and was not responding. Ill-fated Daughter spoke with the father of Host Goon to explain Her Predicament. The kindly man offered to drive her home but she declined, fearing trouble upon her arrival. Father of Host Goon therefore offered her a place to stay for the night somewhere safe and away from Goons. She accepted and was driven home in morning. “This was for sure my third Unfortunate Decision,” said Ill-fated Daughter sadly, shaking her head remorsefully.
And if you believe that, shrieked Afflicted Mother in her Outside Voice but inwardly, you’ll believe anything.
Stay tuned for the next installment entitled Ill-fated Daughter and the Gilded Cage.
Drifting away
3 years ago
