This is a continuation of my Break Away post, I suppose. My mother called me last night, although now I can’t really remember what she originally called to tell me. About five minutes into our phone call, the conversation turned to Thanksgiving.
Mom: Are you going to be able to help make pies this year?
Me: I should be able to.
Mom: [after a slight pause] Are you eating with us?
Me: No.
Mom: Who are you eating with?
Me: Susan.
Mom: Oh. Ok, good-bye, then. [Click]
It could have gone better… but it also could have gone so much worse. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see how things go on Tuesday night, when I go home for break. This could be an interesting vacation, and I hope my mother doesn’t spend all of it being furious with me…
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