“I made a 93 on my math test mom! When I saw the score I was so relieved! I thought for sure I had done awful” Margaret, a spirited 15 year old said proudly. Steve however, was more enthused about his friends new 4x4 truck. Like most 17 year old boys, vehicles were one of the things at the fore front of his thoughts day in and day out.
Shelby listened and responded with all the enthusiasm she could summon, but still felt absent minded and weary. The day had taken its’ toll on her and all she wanted was a few minutes to lay down in peace and quiet.
As she finished supper her husband, Tom, walked in from his job with the power company.
“Hey I’m home! What a day . . .”
“Oh, I’m so glad you’re here!” Shelby interrupted. “Will you please put supper on the table while I fix the glasses?”
“I just . . . okay.”
“Thanks Tom,” replied a very tired mother.
As they all sat down and ate their evening meal, they all talked about their day’s events and the people they came in contact with. It was the first time they had all been together that day – as it usually was.
“Dad, do you and mom want to play that new game Grandma sent us?” asked Margaret?
“I’ve had a hard day at work darling, I don’t feel like playing a game,” replied her dad.
“Yeah, me too. Why don’t you and Steve play it together?” their mother suggested.
“We need four players though. And besides, we wanted y’all to play it with us. Y’all use to play games with us all the time,” spoke up Steve.
“But that was before I started working overtime and your mom got this new job. Just wait until ya’ll get a job, then you’ll see how hard it is. But maybe we can find time on the weekend.”
“Sure,” Steve mumbled.
To be continued . . .