"Hey, Mum! I brought you home your favourrriiiiteee!" I handed her a loaf of Holiday Bread from Panera which she raves on and on about.
She half smiled.
"And I also brought home a Panini for Dad and a couple of pastries, too. Although the cookies are for Jarrod because those are the kind that he loves the best, you know. I practically had to hide them from everybody there."
Nothing, just a vacant stare.
"Oh and I also closed the Cafe area all by myself for the first time, no help or anything."
"That's great, honey."
And then I got that feeling. You know, that inexplicable feeling that you get when you know you have messed up realllly badly and everything is going to be different for a loong while.
I shifted in my seat. "Aren't you glad to see me? What's wrong?"
"I don't want to talk about it right now."




ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhfdsfjklds.
what did i do. seriously.