Well It Didn't Happen
Well the meet did not take place. I got to the diner on time and waited. They were running 20 minutes late so I called my mom on her cell phone. She answered and I asked her what happened? She said what do you mean, I said I'm here now at the diner waiting for you guys. She said I thought it was for 9 o'clock this evening. I reminded her of our previous conversation and she knew she got it wrong. She began to apologize for the next five minutes and starting hysterically crying. I could hear her in the background telling my father how she blew it and they missed their chance. She got back on and I tried to calm her down. I told her it was okay and we could re-schedule. She calm down a little bit and I reassured her that I would be calling back. Finally got off the phone and I left the diner to go to work. From that call I figured things at the homestead are horrible. I know what that's like and now I can only imagine what it must be like with so many "adults" in that house and no one to help them or talk to. All of those adults are just leechin' off them at this point. Once I get my act together here at work, I can call her back to set up something else. I just gotta check my schedule. To be continued.....
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