I’m home! Hi mom. Boy, the weather is worsening out there. I’m glad to have arrived safely.
O hello dear. Come inside where it’s warm. Did you have something to eat?
No, I’m good thanks.
O? Didn’t Charlie make you lunch before you left? That would have been the right thing to do.
No, he was busy mom, so no lunch for me.
O that’s awful. It’s like the party we attended last year. He just sat around while the guests fended for themselves.
Truly, mom, it’s no problem. I’m an adult. I can fend for myself.
But he should be taking better care of you! Honestly, you’d think he’d have learned by now.
Mom! Stop with criticizing. It’s really tiresome.
Well! I just thought I was being honest.
Well, honesty isn’t always the best option, now is it?
O really? How dare you talk to me like that?
I don’t think I can take this anymore. I’m outta here.
And just like that, Sara left, into the storm.
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