Nov. 3

[meltintall3]

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word of the day: vexatious
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Marnie Fishel, their mother, stepped through the kitchen door, her face hard and set. "I moved the table," she snapped. "It's my house. I like it there."
"I liked things the way they were!" retorted Allan.
"Is this the kind of thanks I get for slaving away for you ungrateful, vexatious, boys? No appreciation whatsoever for the hours I spend cooking and cleaning so you'll have somewhere nice and warm to come home too?"
He dropped the coins they'd earned that day and slammed his hand against the tabletop, sending half of them spinning away in his frustration. "What do you think we were doing? Twiddling our thumbs? What if I'd come home in the dark and broken my neck?"
"I'd say good riddance," she snarled.

Comments

[valiantarcher.livejournal.com]

:( Sounds tough on both sides.

On the other hand... See, I told them they'd need to stick together! :P ;))

[ladyadeone.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to see that things are so grim at home for our heroes.