My aunt woke me up this morning – “Lisa, Frank and I are going to take Franky to the baseball field.”
“Huh?” I rolled over and saw that it was 8 a.m.
“Yeah, there’s all this parade and pictures and stuff. I have to go to Rainbow and Oakey. Any suggestions?”
I stretched my arms over my head and made of of those I-just-woke-up sounds. “Hmm…I don’t know. Take Flamingo to Rainbow and make a left? Is it a left?”
“Did anyone tell you what happened last night? I left you a check. I made Kristin a hair appointment with the girl that cut your hair.”
“And me and Court are going outside to ride motor-scooters,” Sammy added.
“Oh yeah,” I said. “I know. Hair appointment. 2:30.” I yawned. “Try to lay off the horns on those damn things.”
“Right. How did you know?” Aunt Kim asked.
“Ummm…oh yeah, I saw Holly at the bar I went to last night,” I replied, still a bit groggy.
“Really? We had this problem with the oven last night. We were making the little pizzas and then Sammy looked into the oven to check on them and she says, ‘Mom! Fire in the oven!’ It wasn’t a fire, but the electricity was going crazy and we had to call the fire trucks and they brought in these big fans and sucked out all the smoke in the house. I can’t believe you saw the girl that’s cutting Kristin’s hair out last night.”
“Mmm. I know. My social life is just spiraling out of control now.”