Today, my father's mood has changed drastically, going from his happy-morning-person mood to his tired-Saturday-afternoon mood to his no-one-can-predict-what-I'll-do-next mood.
Just now, the man was in the kitchen. He got a serious look on his face as he watched Caroline pick up her books.
He said, in a very serious tone, "Caroline."
"What?"
"Wanna fight?"
What ensued was a scene to disgrace the one on one duels between all ninjas, elves, men and wizards in the world as these two knuckleheads karate chopped each other with the force of a couple of 2-year-old children.
Needless to say, Caroline was the champion, my dad cowering under her rigid brutality, pleading for mercy. Caroline relented. They both went calmly back to their activities as if nothing unusual had happened.
And that just about wraps up my Saturday afternoon.
3 comments:
Just another Saturday afternoon
I think "black rumpus" is to blame for your father's random acts of violence.
Amy, please elaborate...
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