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Date Posted: Friday, June 25, 2010, 11:52: pm
In reply to:
's message, "Help Finding A Story Posted Here Awhile Back" on Tuesday, May 25, 2010, 06:18: pm
Carrie had unknowingly done her brother a great favor. When Norma and her daughter Annie drove up, Carrie was right in front of the house to greet them. The door bell ringing would have no doubt startled the young boy. There was no lock on his door and there he was bare-assed with a thermometer sticking out his butt for anyone to see who could turn a door knob.
Ironically, there was a high window 15 feet from where Carrie and Annie were standing outside talking. That window if you glared directly down at a 50 degree angle, you would would get a perfect view of the top of Timmy's bed. There was no danger of anyone breaching his room though. There was a much more powerful force that stopped anyone from getting a look, social ettiqutte.
Although, Timmy knew a great deal about social behavior and being polite, it didn't reassure him when he was feeling especially awkward in uncharted social settings. His current situation certainly fit that definition. Speaking of politeness, Beth had a sixth sense that Norma had arrived even before the car horn blast, and Carrie was probably out speaking to her daughter. It was Norma's face, it was so stoic and serious you could almost sense that everything in her life revolved around rules and inflexibility. Of course Norma would be on time! If she hadn't rung the doorbell, that could only mean one thing. Carrie had decided to meet and greet her guests without offering a house visit.
"Carrie, remember your manners," as Beth nodded and smiled kindly to Norma then down at Annie. "Did you two want to come in, get a drink, I know it is blazing hot out today?"
Carrie tolerated the correction, even she was intimidated by Norma Wilson's face. The woman's face was so stern she was afraid that the woman would simply explode if she saw any nonsense from any child, questioning any parent. Norma held her head like a peacock, "We have air-conditioning and cold drinks in the car, no need for us to carry on and visit, I have everything ready back home, we are trying out our new theater system and I'm sure Carrie wouldn't want to waste time chatting all day."
Beth smiled and bit her lower lip, "Of course, thank you so much for offering to watch my children, I can't thank you en-"
"So where is little Tommy?"
Carrie's face was washed with a fresh coat of pleasure, "Oh, yeah, he's sick, Mom has to stay home and check his temperature. She still does that in his butt of course." Annie bursted out in a series of awkward giggles, soon followed by Carrie, delighted by what she had done.
Norma's face and mole on her left cheek shot fire at her daughter forcing her daughter to immediately quiet herself. Beth looked more sad and simply said, "Not nice."
Without grace, Norma changed the subject, "How's Jack doing, is he still driving trucks for a living?"
"Yes, my husband is on the road as usual, how's yours do--"
"Oh, he's a doctor so he's always busy, you know that Beth. Yeah, I had a cousin who was born mentally-challenged, only job he could ever keep is driving trucks. Yeah, there's a job out there for everyone."
Carrie's eyes looked as if they were on the verge of filling up with tears and Beth quickly acted to deflect them, "We all love him very much, we wish he was here but we appreciate his hard work very much."
Norma decided not to press the issue more, sufficed she had won in the game of life, "Ok, let's get in the car, girls, unless you want to stand in the heat all day."
Beth grabbed at the chance to give her daughter a kiss before she left. Beth knew her daughter and knew she wouldn't make a scene infront of Annie's mother, besides, deep down they both needed the affection.
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