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September 4 Thursday Amy and I went shopping tonight for something to wear to Crystal’s party tomorrow night. She bought a new pair of jeans and a red tank. I bought a new pair of jeans and a black tee. The next time we shop, it will be to buy sweaters and long johns. I hate winter. All that extra clothing just wears you down to a nub. Being trapped indoors with nothing to do on the weekends drives me insane. I need to be free and outside. Out of this house. Especially out of this house. I finally called dad and told him that after this trip he should stay home for a while. I didn’t want to worry him too much, so I just said we missed him, especially mom. He said he would see what he could do, which is more than he’s said in the past. I think he heard the quiet desperation in my voice. The silent pleading. She hasn’t gone overboard again since Tuesday, but who knows what happens when we are at school. I think Jeremy is scared to be at home with her alone. He asked to come to the party tomorrow night, but I told him it was only for Juniors and Seniors, plus dad was coming home tomorrow afternoon. He’s only 13. He shouldn’t be scared of his own mother. At least not like that. Not in the way that she could flip out at any moment. I was thinking about finding a job until softball season starts, but I don’t know if I can leave him alone that often. He’s just a kid. Hell, I’m just a kid. I can’t wait till tomorrow night. This week has gone on long enough. I need a beer and no responsibilities. Getting my mom back would be nice too. Designed by Peyton's Place D-land Click here to read how this page is protected by copyright laws. |