Daydreams...attempt 1

My nice daydreaming was just interrupted by Kitty calling to stretch the envelope.

She didn't know when she'd be home. Maybe tomorrow.

I said I'd think about it and get back to her later in the afternoon.

She said it was okay, she had decided to take the weekend off work and hang with Shataya.

I reminded her that we were invited to Mike and Kates for dinner tonight.

She said she didn't think she'd bother, her and Shataya were going to stay home and use the computer.

I said there was a computer here, and Shataya was welcome anytime.

It took her a second, but she said that was okay, Shataya's mom wanted her to stay home tonight.

To my continued surprise, I find the fact that she thinks I'm completely numb in the head really insulting...

I let it slide for the moment. They're headed for the mall, which is where she'd be headed anyways at this time of day.

But I sent her a text message. It said 'no weed, no booze, no boys. Or I will hunt you down and put you on a bus to boring island. Understand?'

No answer.

Strike one.

I had a sudden thought. I sent her another one. It said 'and nothing else I may not have thought of in my last message'

I remember being sixteen, so I do. More importantly, I remember how my mother dealt with the situation. Cover EVERY angle ALWAYS.

No answer again.

Strike two.

It's psychological warfare, this teenager-raising business.

She's heading to the mall, drunk with freedom and the glorious sunshine. She thinks she's won. PUNY MORTAL! She's forgotten about my secret weapon, which is Himself if he thinks his little dove might be heading for the door of the gilded cage.

So she has until about six pm, which is when he gets home and hears about the phone call.

He he he...