My
mother and I returned to my parents' house late one evening to find
my father, my college-age brother, Steven, and my ten-year-old
sister fast asleep.
Mom had forgotten her house keys, so we knocked loudly, first at
the back door and then the front and side doors. We yelled my
father's name over and over, with no answer. The car horn aroused
the neighbors but no one at our house. We drove into town and
phoned home, finally waking Steven.
When we got back, he let us in. Dad was in bed, snoring, with the
television on. Mom quietly switched it off. Dad woke right up.
"Don't turn that off," he said. "I'm watching it!"










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:-| Isn't that always the way!! :-| ;-) :-D :-D :-D
reply:-D :-D That sounds about right. :-D :-D
replyBeen there, done that. :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D
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