CH. 1 Back to School
Warning: talk of a spanking
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The mornings always seemed to come much earlier in the Reagan house during the school year, at least for Andy anyways, who was never a morning person to
begin with, making things even worse for her parents, who had the struggle of getting her up and out of bed every morning.
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"Andy wake up," Linda came in early in the morning on that first fateful day of school. "You have to get ready for school." "I don't want to go," Andy moaned
shoving her head up under her pillow. "Sorry," Linda took her pillow away, "but you don't have a choice." Andy didn't move, rather she just laid there sprawled
out, still under her blankets. "Andy come on," Linda nudged her, "you know if you don't get up now, your daddy's going to come up here with a pitcher of water
and dump it all over you, now do you really want that," Linda really didn't mind if she got a little wet, the only problem was, she didn't want to have to have all
the sheets wet. "No," Andy moaned and crawled out from under the covers. "Your uniform is hanging up, so get dressed and get downstairs so you can get
some breakfast, we don't want to be late on the first day," Linda gave her directions before heading on to finish getting ready for work.
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"I don't know why I have to go to school to begin with, it's not like I learn anything there to begin with," Andy complained later on that morning before
breakfast. "Andy," Danny looked at her serious, "if we've been through this once, we've been through this a thousand times." Andy sighed yet mumbled, "But I
don't like it, I'm not any good at it." "Hey," Danny looked at her, "what kind of talk is that? "The truth," she muttered. "Don't put yourself down like that. I don't
allow my children to put themselves down in that matter." "Don't you remember last semester, my grades were terrible at the end of the semester," Andy had a
point. "Andy, give yourself some credit, we never faulted you for bad grades, you were only there for two months, and it was an adjustment." "You can say that
again," Andy shook her head. "All we expect is for you to do your best and stay out of trouble," Danny was careful to add that last part. "I'll try," Andy
shrugged. "If you guys are finished with breakfast, go on upstairs and brush your teeth," Linda glanced at the kids, hoping to have a few minutes to talk to
Danny alone? "Yes Mam," Jack was the only one to reply as he, his brother and sister left the table. "Keep your cell phone close by," she gave him a half smile,
"were still making adjustments." "I know," Danny pushed his chair back and placed his dishes in the sink before hurrying out the door and off to work.
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It was about mid-afternoon when Danny's cell buzzed, half expecting it to be his children's school, calling about something his daughter did. "So how did the
morning go with the kids on getting them off to school," Danny was surprised when it was father who was calling him? "The boys were fine, they are used to
going to school all the time, but Andy apparently didn't go all that often before, needless to say she's having a little trouble adjusting," Danny gave him the
broad strokes of the mornings events. "You hated school and survived, and I'm sure she will do the same," Frank really didn't seem all that concerned,
especially considering all the uphill battles he experienced with his own son. "You were used to going," he mentioned, "I mean you went to a parochial school
during your entire education period, and you still had your ups and downs." "I know Dad," Danny chuckled, he knew his father was right, he had the little
markings under his bed at his father's home to mark the amount of times he had been grounded. He made a mental note to show it to Andy one day soon. "I'm
sure they will be fine, it's a big adjustment for her, so just keep pushing her and giving her all the support you can, she's lucky to have you." "Thanks Dad I
needed that," Danny admitted.
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"It's the first day of school Andrea, no one ever gets detention on the first day of school," Linda stood in the kitchen clearly upset, as she held the detention
slip up that needed her or Danny's signature. "I'm sorry," Andy wasn't exactly sorry but at this particular time she wasn't sure what else to say to get her mom
to calm down. "I'm not signing this," Linda said simply putting the detention slip down. "But Mom, if I don't get it signed, they will give me another day of
detention," Andy looked worried. "Maybe then you will learn to stop with the stupid comments," Linda shook her head, although inside, she knew there was no
way detention would ever make her do that. "But mom," Andy tried again. "Danny," Linda stopped him the second he walked through the front door, "do you
know what our daughter did?" "What happened," Danny was trying to keep an open mind, as he glanced from Andy to Linda? "Would you tell her that no one
ever gets detention on the first day of school," Linda was still furious. "Mm," Danny cleared his throat, "I did," he mumbled under his breath. "What did you
say," Linda was certain she didn't hear him right? "I got in trouble on the first day of school," Danny said plainly. "What," Linda looked at him shocked? "It's
probably for the same thing I did. She got so tired of all the teachers asking her the same question of how her summer went that she finally decided to shake it
up and make it interesting." Andy's mouth dropped but she didn't say anything, he literally hit the nail on the head. "She probably said she shot a guy in Reno
just to watch him die, got a good lawyers so all she got was a stint in juvenile hall," Danny gave Linda the climax of the situation. "Oh wow, Dad that's
awesome, how did you know," Andy was smiling despite the look Linda kept shooting her. "Because I called the school this afternoon," Danny squealed. "So
did you really do the same thing when you went to school, or were you just saying that," Andy asked inquisitively? "I did," Danny knew he couldn't lie, yet it
probably wasn't right for him to treat her behavior as a joke. And the look Linda was giving him, was saying as much. "What do you want me to say Linda, I did
the same thing as a kid, so I can't very well yell at her," Danny was making a fine point, at least Andy thought so who was just grateful to avoid it. "And I bet
your parents were furious," Linda could see the writing on the wall. "My Dad tried to act mad, but I could tell it was faked. My mom on the other hand chased
after me with her sandal." "What did you do," Andy knew it probably wasn't the right time to laugh, but she couldn't help it, she could literally see Frank's face
in her head? "I ran and hid behind my dad for protection," Danny remembered the day as if it was yesterday with a smile. Linda sent him another look of your
not helping and Danny knew he needed to say something to show some sort of disproval. "But that doesn't mean to say it was a good idea, following in all of
my footsteps is not the best idea, I certainly experienced my share of discipline, actually I received more than my share, but I don't want to talk about that,"
Danny gave her a disgruntled look. "I know it was wrong," Andy shrugged, "I was just trying too," she seemed to suddenly loose her train of thought when
she noticed Linda take her sandal off. "Trying to disrupt the entire class," Linda started to take a step closer. That first small step didn't go unnoticed by Andy,
who took the opportunity to squeeze herself in between Danny and the wall for protection. "Linda come on it was just done in fun," Danny tried to protect his
daughter's backside. "It was really," Andy picked up where Danny left off. "Andy go ahead and run upstairs and get ready for bed while I talk to your mother,"
Danny took a slight step forward allowing her room to run out of the room. "Danny, I wasn't threw with her yet," Linda was aggravated that Danny let her go
upstairs. "Linda, I'm not saying she doesn't deserve punishment at all, I just don't see any point in spanking her for a harmless joke," Danny was hoping she
would understand his reasoning. "Fine," Linda put her sandal back on, "but I'm only relenting this one time, her behavior had better change." "I agree with
you," Danny didn't want to argue, "I'm way over disciplining her each and every week during the school semester, and I can assure you, I am going to
enlighten her on the subject." "Do it tonight please," Linda was hoping things would calm down, hoping for a calm week at least once that semester. "I will,"
Danny nodded, "as soon as she gets out of the shower, and I'll send her to bed early for the next two nights for getting into trouble," he added before making
his way up the stairs to see his boys.
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"How are my boys," Danny asked walking into Jacks room, where he found them playing with their slot cars? "Daddy," Sean looked up at him, "when did you
get home?" "About forty-five minutes ago I guess," Danny really hadn't looked at his watch when he got home considering he had to work a little later that
evening. "How was school today," Danny took a seat on the floor in between them? "It was good," Sean answered. "Same as always I guess," Jack shrugged,
placing his car at the starting point of the track. "Do you want to play," he looked over at Danny? "I guess I have time to go a round or two," Danny figured he
had enough time to play with them before Andy got out of the shower. After taking a turn to race both of them, Danny leaned over to examine the car he was
racing, thinking something had to be wrong with it, considering he lost both times. "Dad, what are you doing," Jack wondered aloud? "I think this car is broke,"
he glanced over at the boy. "No it isn't," Sean jumped on his father's back, and wrapped his arms around his neck trying to wrestle him. "Augh," Danny moaned
sitting up so he could reach behind him and pull him off. Unfortunately, seconds before he had that chance, Jack tackled him full force from the front. "Awe,"
Danny fell onto his side in order to keep form squishing either of them, "two against one isn't fair." "You mean three against one," Andy ran in and jumped on
top of him. "Augh," Danny moaned much more intensely this time, as he lay face planted on the floor, three kids atop him. "All I wanted to do was check the
car," he muttered, "There's got to be a reason behind the fact I lost twice." "Maybe it's because you suck at this game," Jack said flatly. "And maybe you need
an early bed time, to give you time to think about what you just said," Danny teased wrapping the three in a head lock. "Daniel!" Linda stopped in at the
doorway when she heard all the commotion upstairs. "You are supposed to be talking to our daughter about her behavior." "I am," Danny released his grip on
them and pulled himself up off the floor, "let's go Andy, we need to talk," Danny put a hand on her shoulder. "Am I in trouble," Andy couldn't wait until they
reached her bedroom to ask? "We will talk about it in a second," the two made their way down the hall and into her bedroom.
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"Alright Andy I need you to listen to me," Danny pulled his daughters desk chair out form her desk and turned it around where he could face her. "I'm not going
to spank you or anything like that for this, but I want this semester to be different alright, I was pretty lenient during your previous semester, because I knew
you were adjusting, but no more." "I know," Andy started to pick up all the clothes she had tossed on the floor. "But it isn't easy, I mean if it's not the teachers,
it's the students, and the fighting, and just about everything else," Andy was clearly annoyed, and definitely not in the mood to hide anything. "I'm not going to
argue with you Andy, I know things are rough, but you either, take everything in strife and come to the conclusion that you have to do it and make the best of
the situation or you can be in trouble. But I can assure you, you get in trouble regularly and I can assure you your punishments will come a heck of a lot more
often," Danny figured the best he could do, was to lay the law down right then and there. "I'll try," Andy shook her head before taking a seat on the edge of
her head, "but I'm not promising anything." "Andy I'm not going to blame you for other people actions," Danny stooped her, "but I don't like you being involved
in trouble on a regular basis. So basically all I'm asking for is for you not to get into trouble every week," Danny laid it out as simply as he could. "I understand,"
Andy sighed. "So are we done here," Andy was obviously wanting to join her brothers? "Not quite," Danny shook his head. "You will have an early night tonight
and tomorrow night for your comments today." "Awe Dad," Andy tried to convince him of otherwise. "It's either that or the sandal," Danny shrugged, "but it's
your choice, but I know what I would choose if I were you." ''I'll go to bed," Andy sighed. "Good choice," Danny hugged her. "Now tell me, what's your favorite
class," he noticed he had yet to question her about her schedule or any of her classes? "Free time," it didn't take long for Andy to come up with an answer.
"Aside from free time," Danny shook his head, thinking that at least she didn't say lunch. "Physical Education," Andy nodded. "That was my favorite too," Danny
agreed, "I always got an A in that class," he remembered. "Any thoughts on any extracurricular activities," Danny was trying to get a bit more information from
her, hoping she would give a positive reply. "Dad," Andy fell back on her bed, "it was only the first day, give me a break." "I know," Danny stood, "just promise
me you will look into it." "If I have too," Andy crawled under the covers. "It would be appreciated," Danny tucked her. "When you are at school tomorrow pick
up some brochures on all the activities the school offers and we will look through them when I get home." "I'll try," Andy still wasn't exactly thrilled with the
thought. "Don't try, just do," Danny turned her lamp off. "Yes Sir," she yawned. "Good, now go to sleep," he placed a kiss on her forehead before leaving the
room. "Andy's in bed, and the boys are getting ready for bed," Danny stretched out on the couch, "her favorite class was free time and physical education, and
she is picking up extracurricular activity pamphlets tomorrow." "Do you really think she'll get them," Linda wasn't going to believe it until she saw it. "She
better," Danny reached for the television remote, "if not I may borrow that sandal."
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The following day, Andy paced up and down in front of one of the counters at the school. The counter had a variety of different pamphlets sprawled about
different places, pamphlets for sports, home economics, chess club and just about any other one could think of. Her phone vibrated and Andy grabbed it, it was
a text from her mom saying she and her brothers were in the car waiting for you. Andy sighed and finally grabbed a handful and ran out the door. "Sorry," Andy
jumped in the front seat and buckled her seat belt, "I would have been sooner, but Dad just about ordered me to pick out some sort of extracurricular activity."
"And did you find any," Linda glanced at her, pulling away from the school? "I don't know," Andy shook her head, "but I grabbed a few pamphlets to show him."
"Which ones are they," Linda looked confused? "To be honest with you, I don't even know," Andy admitted, "but hopefully it will be enough to keep him happy."
"Your Daddy doesn't care what you choose honey," Linda shook her head, "he just wants you to find something you will enjoy, and that will make you happy."
"You really think so," Andy starred out the window? "I know so," Linda smiled at her. A couple hours later and Danny was home from work and ready for his
uphill battle with his daughter. "Please tell me you made some wise decisions on the pamphlets I told you to pick up today," Danny said walking into Andy's
bedroom. "I think so," Andy shrugged, "but I'm not too sure what you are going to say." "Here it goes," Danny mumbled running a hand through his hair he
knew there was no way possible this was going to be easy. "What do you got," Danny held his hand out? "I have basketball, football, art, and my personal
favorite the JROTC." "Really Andy, you can't come up with anything better than the Junior Reserve Officer Training Corps," Danny didn't really seem mad, rather
surprised, then again, he wasn't sure why he let anything Andy did surprise him. "What's wrong with it, it might be fun," Andy shrugged. "Fun," Danny looked
at her confused, "you can't take orders." "And who says," Andy protested loudly? "You barely listen to me and I'm your father, what makes you think you will be
able to listen to those in command," Danny said right back, and just as loud. "I don't know," Andy admitted, "I'm always up for a challenge." "Try again," Danny
tossed the pamphlet aside. "How about football," Andy brightened up, "that's my next favorite?" "Absolutely not," Danny wasn't even willing to discuss it. "Why
not," Andy looked at him questioningly, "it's because I'm a girl isn't it?" "That's part of it," Danny admitted, "but I'd be more afraid that you would hurt
someone." "Probably," Andy had to admit that he was right, she did have a tendency to be a little rough, and tougher than most boys she came in contact with.
"And before you ask, art is out of the question too, I'd probably get a call from the school on the first day, the teacher complaining that you totally had a
disregard for the rules and poured paint all over the floor, or painted one of the other students," Danny shot her down. "Then what am I supposed to do when
you keep shooting down all my options, this extracurricular thing was your idea after all," Andy threw her hands up. "For one, drop the tone, and secondly I
haven't overruled all your options, in fact I encourage the basketball idea," Danny pointed at her. "And whys that," Andy was partially confused. "Because you
already know something about it, you will learn teamwork, not to mention you are getting pretty good." "You really think so," Andy brightened, she had to
admit she wasn't exactly used to compliments, at least not until she moved in with the Reagan's. "I do," Danny nodded, "and after we spend a little time
practicing together, you'll be even better." "You'll play with me," a huge smile spread across Andy's face. "As often as I can, and we can even get some of the
others to play too," Danny stood up from where he sat on her bed. "Where are you going," Andy wondered aloud when he headed for the door? "To get your
brothers, so we can start practicing," Danny winked at her.
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With it being the first week of school, homework was slight and the kids were left to their own devices of entertaining themselves while Linda was either
cooking or cleaning the house, and Danny was work. There wasn't much they could do however, considering they were still grounded from the bank incident
that they didn't exactly look upon with fond memories. "What you guys doing," Andy asked on the last step of the stairs? "We're bored out of our minds, so
we're looking through old family photo albums," Jack looked up from his place on the couch. "Let me see," Andy squeezed herself in between her two brothers.
"This is mom and dad's engagement picture," Jack pointed out the first picture. "Dad sure had a whole lot more hair back then," Andy commented. "Yeah he
did," Sean chuckled. "And that's got to be you Sean with the curly hair," Andy pointed at one of the baby photos in the book. "Yep," Sean beamed. "It certainly
isn't Jack," he added, "He didn't have any hair." "Hey," Jack protested, "I was still a cute baby," he said pointing at another photo on the opposite page, one of
Danny holding him when he was a month old. "Yes you were Jack," Andy gently shoved him. "And here's one of mom holding me," Sean mentioned after turning
the page. "And what year was this one taken," Andy looked at one of the early family pictures on the same page? "I don't know," Sean shook his head. "I'm
not sure either," Jack noticed there wasn't a date on the back of the picture once he removed it from the plastic covering. "Hey mom do you know what year
this picture was taken," Sean stopped his mother on her way into the kitchen? "I'd say mid-2005," Jack looks around five in this picture," Linda noticed. "Hey
mom, can I go outside and play basketball for a few minutes," Andy jumped up, suddenly beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable. "Do you have any homework,"
Linda was careful to ask before she gave her daughter an answer? "I only had a little in math, and I did it already," Andy appeared as if she already had one
foot out the door. "Go ahead then," Linda knew she still had several minutes until dinner was ready, and could tell that she was looking for a means of escape.
It was nearly an hour later by the time Danny got home from work that afternoon, dinner was just about ready, and the boys were still looking through the old
albums. "Hey Linda, is Andy in some sort of trouble, she hardly said two words to me when I got home," Danny asked walking into the kitchen? "That's really
unlike her," Linda knew that Andy was a major Daddy's girl. "Is something bothering her," Danny was still kind of confused by it all? "Jack, Sean," Linda looked
at the boys, "go outside and play with your sister for a few minutes, and let me talk to your Dad." "But we're not finished looking through the albums yet,"
Sean tried. "You can look at them some more after dinner," Linda reassured them before opening the door for them, and pointing outside. "Yes Mam," Jack
sighed already knowing that if they didn't go right then and there, there father would issue his most famous words of listen to your mother and they wouldn't
have much of a choice anyway. "I think I know what's bothering Andy," Linda turned to face him as soon as the boys were out of earshot. "What is it," Danny
couldn't help but be concerned? "The boys have been looking through some old family albums and pointing pictures out to her of them, and I think she feels a
little sad that her life before us was so broken up." "Did she say anything," Danny wondered, thinking about all she had just said? "Of course not, but she did
seem to be in quite a hurry to disappear," Linda remembered? "You want me to go talk to her," Danny looked about ready to call her in for a little
father/daughter convo that was becoming rather famous for the two. "Not yet," Linda shook her head, "but I do think we should make reservations to have a
family photo taken, and maybe a few singles of her." "A professional picture," Danny smiled, "she's probably never had one of those taken before." "Or with a
loving family either," Linda mentioned. "It would probably be a good idea," Danny had to admit, no matter how much he himself hated taking pictures.
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The following day went by with no issues, at least not at school, which suited Andy, Danny and Linda just fine, then again it was only the third day of the
semester. "You three, I'm not going to tell you again, do not come back downstairs until you have finished your homework," Linda knew she had to have told
them at least ten times, and they had only been up there for ten minutes, and vaguely she was becoming quite irritated at it. It had barely been thirty seconds
after Linda gave her warning that Andy came waltzing down the stairs. "Andrea, what did I just say," Linda looked at her dumbfounded, surely she had
understood what she meant, it wasn't exactly a subtle order? "I need a pencil," Andy held up the pencil she found on the table. "Andrea," Linda shook her
head, "surely you have a pencil somewhere in your bedroom." "I do," Andy muttered, "but I don't like it as much as this one." "Whatever," Linda shook her
head, before pointing up the stairs, "don't let me catch you down here again," Linda sounded serious, although in reality, she actually wanted to laugh at her
idea of favoring one pencil over another. "Homework is one thing I've never understood, I mean what is really the point to it," Andy tried to sound philosophical.
"To help you learn the material your teacher teaches you during the day Andrea," Linda said pointedly. "Oh come on mom, we both know that no matter how
much homework they give me, I'll never actually learn the material," Andy already knew the truth, and she was surprised that Linda had yet to learn it. "You
would if you spent the time in your room actually studying when I tell you too, rather than looking for a certain pencil," Linda more than had a point. "Like that
will help," Andy laughed out loud. "Andy, I only have one question for you," Linda looked at her daughter questioningly? "How much of your homework did you
actually do in the past before you moved in here?" "Is this one of those trick questions, that if I answer it truthfully I can get into some sort of trouble and you
punish me," Andy wasn't an idiot, and wasn't about to answer it unless she was covered by one of those amendments she kept hearing so much about during
Sunday dinner. "Andy I'm not going to punish you for something you did in the past, and before you moved in here," Linda said truthfully. "In that case little to
none," Andy sounded like she loved each and every moment of the no homework days. "Andy I used to not be able to do anything about you not doing your
homework, but those days are long gone, and now I can either take my sandal off or ground you for the next six months." "You know, you make a really good
point mom," Andy started to back away until she found the bottom stair with the back of her foot. "I thought I might, now go," Linda increased her tone a bit
higher. "Yes Mam," Andy said exuberantly as she ran up the stairs.
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"I made an appointment for tomorrow evening about an hour after the kids get out of school," Linda announced the second Danny walked through the door.
"That should be fine," Danny was exaggerating knowing full well he would much rather be at work than taking pictures, he hated it when he was a kid, and it
was obvious nothing had changed, and his boys had also seemed to inherit that hatred, at least it seemed like that in the past. He could only imagine what
kind of trouble, Andy would find while they were at a photography studio with so much expensive equipment, and to be completely honest, he was a little
nervous about the whole thing. "But let's at least save this picture for our Christmas cards so we don't have to go through this again," Danny's voice held a
slight sound of pleading. "My thoughts exactly," Linda agreed, knowing it wouldn't be easy, especially with all three children, and for a moment she felt tempted
just to let Erin take their picture again, at least they could choke them in front of family. "I know Andy will enjoy it deep down, but there is no way possible she
will admit it, and will probably invent some new way to get into trouble." "That's what worries me," Danny shook his head, "especially around all the cameras
and lights, and things that could take my pay check in a matter of seconds, after my children try to kill one another and they knock them over and they shatter
in millions of pieces." "Now you sound like me," Linda laughed at her husband's paranoia. "I'll try to talk to them, but as we both know, very seldom does that
do any good," Danny took the stairs to at a time.
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"Hey, how much homework do you have," Jack asked leaning on the doorway of his sisters bedroom? "Math and Science," Andy sighed, "which means I'm going
to be up here till Christmas." "If that's the case, think on the bright side, at least it's August, and you don't have too long to wait," Jack grinned. "Ha-ha, very
funny," Andy wasn't sharing his bright comment. "How much homework you getting done in here Son," Danny surprised his eldest son, by placing a hand on his
shoulder? "Not much," Jack admitted, taking his leave before Danny would have a chance to start in on him with a long lecture. "Hey slow down a minute,"
Danny grabbed him by his shirt. "I was wanting to talk to the three of you, and being you are together now is as good a time as any." "Whatever it is Andy did
it," Sean spoke up from his place on the floor, pointing at his sister. "Shut up Sean," Andy threw a balled up piece of paper at him. "How's the homework coming
Andy," Danny looked over her shoulder from where she sat at her desk. "Slow," Andy mumbled, "and at the rate I'm going, I'll be up here till I'm old and gray."
"Mm, hope not, that means you would be doing school for an awful long time, and I speak from experience, that would be one of the worse things that could
ever happen to a person." Andy stopped and looked up at him seriously, "I didn't think I would ever say this, but you may actually understand me." Danny
smiled at her, "leave the books for a second, I want to talk to you for a minute," he spun her chair around so she could face him. Normally Andy would come
back with some smart remark asking what did she do this time, but she was too flabbergasted at his direction to leave her books. "Who are you, and what
have done to the detective," Andy stopped short, so much for not making a smart comment, she thought to herself, knowing that there was no way this could
be the man that bugged her from almost the second she became his daughter about how beneficial school was. "What are you talking about," Danny shook his
head over her comment? "Aren't you the man that has told me countless times that you didn't want to hear another word about me not interested in doing
school," Andy thought of the past months and all their length conversations they had on the subject? "Yes I am, but right now I want to talk to you about
something just as important." "Wait a minute," Andy stopped him again, "are you really telling me that something is just as important as school?" "Andrea,"
Danny's tone deepened. "Hang on a second Dad, I want to relish in this for a minute," Andy looked at her brothers, still shocked at her father's comments.
"Andrea, I don't want to hear another smart comment during this conversation," Danny shook his head on how quick the simple little talk that he wanted to
have with her change to him having to nearly discipline her. "Sorry," Andy suddenly seemed to catch his drift, and it was none too soon for Danny. "Tomorrow,
we are taking family pictures, and I want you on your best behavior." "Not this talk again," Sean shook his head. "Yes this talk again, only this time it's going to
be backed up with discipline if you don't readily comply," Danny came back with an immediate reply. "How quick this simple talk turned into simple threats of
discipline," Jack mumbled. "There isn't going to be anything simple about the spoon or six months of being grounded," Danny gave a short interpretation of the
following day's events if anything got broken, or they didn't do exactly as they were told. "You know that's the second time I've been threatened by that
today," Andy interrupted. "And it's about to become a reality if you interrupt me again," Danny looked at her seriously. "I'm going to shut up now," Andy ran an
imaginary zipper over her lips. "Now that I have your attention," Danny continued, "I want us to all try to have a good time tomorrow, so be on your best
behavior, and do whatever the photographers, or your parents tell you too." "But we don't like taking pictures all the time," Jack looked at him hopefully, as if it
would make a difference. "I know," Danny had to agree with them, "but we're going to do it, and we're all going to enjoy it." "But dad," Jack and Sean whined.
"You are doing it for your mother, so just put on a smile, and be on your best behavior, and wear whatever your mother tells you too," Danny looked at his
daughter when he said the last part. "Oh sure, so you automatically think it's going to be me who argues over what she what she wants me to wear," Andy
threw her hands up. "Not if you value your life, when it comes to your mother," Danny shook his head, his eyes wide before walking out the door, leaving them
to think. "Who else here thinks tomorrow is going to go by without a hitch," Andy looked at her brothers? "Me," Jack and Sean raised their hands
simultaneously. "For once, I was beginning to think the same thing," Andy spun her chair back around to finish her homework before the sandal wearing
woman of the house made her up the stairs to check on her progress.
I have a lot of fun chapters planned for this story, hope you all enjoy... I appreciate all the kind follows, favorites and reviews I received from my previous stories, and I was easily convinced to write another story... Thanks again... JusticeStandsTRUE