As I've already said, I had a wonderful visit with my parents. ~I'm sure y'all are getting tired of hearing about it, but I did warn you it left me with LOTS of fodder for the blog!~ My mom was truly on her best behavior ~well, if you discount the whole hanging out the sunroof thing~ ...until the last day... it was like she'd kept it together all weekend and just couldn't contain herself.
The last morning, Daddy was sitting at the table reading the paper. I was on the couch sipping my coffee. Remember, their place in the RV park is small, so we are talking maybe 10 feet between us. My mother walks over to the table, puts her hand on it and says to Daddy, "So, Leigh and Cute Boy are NOT back together. They are just friends. If you have any questions about this, you should ask now, because you always have all of these questions!"
Daddy, bless him, kind of ignored her. He sort of mumbled, "I do?" and kept right on reading.
~I should interject here and tell you that this isn't quite as out of the blue as it sounds. You see, prior to moving near my part of The South, Cute Boy lived for almost ten years in the same town in which my parents now spend the winter. When he heard the news about my dad, he stepped in and was very helpful, reassuring me about the hospital my dad was at, offering to get in touch with the head of the hospital, whom he knew, if my parents had any problems and even going as far as to offer to find me a friend to stay with if I needed to go and couldn't stay with my parents. His name had come up. My mom's curiosity was peeked. I can't say that I blame her.~
My mother continued, "Yes. You do. And we thought that maybe the reason you didn't want to come for Spring Break was because you would be spending it with him!" ~The offer to come spend Spring Break with them was tossed out prior to Daddy's heart attack... it couldn't possibly be because the thought of spending my child-free week with my parents in a small park model trailer was slightly less than appealing...you know, because of conversations just like this???
This one Daddy couldn't ignore. He raised his head, looked at me over the tip of his glasses and asked with a most puzzled look, "We did?"
"Well, Aunt Violet ~my mother's best friend~ and I did!"