Happy Mother's Day to all and a big thank you to my readers and commenters. I was going to continue with another bit from Chapter 8 but then I thought I should post something more in keeping with the holiday.
From Chapter 1: Ellen has returned home from lunch with friends, following her earlier anti-Doug rampage, and finds that her eldest daughter is completely on her side and has done a little rampaging of her own in a show of solidarity.
It looked like a tornado had hit a men’s haberdashery and deposited its findings all over the backyard: a jacket snagged on a rosebush; a pair of pants hung from a tree branch, undershirts lounged on the hydrangeas.
“Stephanie! You did this?”
“Uh huh.”
They stared at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter. Ellen pulled her daughter close. “You are wonderful!”
Shared anger can be such a wonderful bonding experience. Be sure to visit all the other Six Sentence Sunday authors.
From Chapter 1: Ellen has returned home from lunch with friends, following her earlier anti-Doug rampage, and finds that her eldest daughter is completely on her side and has done a little rampaging of her own in a show of solidarity.
It looked like a tornado had hit a men’s haberdashery and deposited its findings all over the backyard: a jacket snagged on a rosebush; a pair of pants hung from a tree branch, undershirts lounged on the hydrangeas.
“Stephanie! You did this?”
“Uh huh.”
They stared at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter. Ellen pulled her daughter close. “You are wonderful!”
Shared anger can be such a wonderful bonding experience. Be sure to visit all the other Six Sentence Sunday authors.
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