Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Yesterday my mom left me a note to say she would be home very late. That evening I was sitting at home on the porch trying to stay cool since the a/c is broken. I hear this party going on down the block with a lot of whooping and yelling. You know, a real drunken kind of bash. I thought I'd just go over there and crash, but I was about to step into the yard where a lot of people were dancing when I heard my mom's voice. She was one of them - the drunks, that is.
I backed out of there and went home, but I started worrying, you know? I couldn't sleep because she was over there drinking and sometimes she gets herself into trouble. I think it was about 3 in the morning when she came in, but what a mess she was. She'd already gotten sick at least once, I knew by the smell when she grabbed me around the neck and asked me to get her to bed. It took quite a while to get her cleaned up - twice of course, because she puked again 10 minutes after she got in. I guess I'm just glad she came home this time.
My summer isn't working out so well.
Posted by Connie Hullander at 6:04 PM