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When I got home I sawDavid and some woman sitting at our kitchen table chatting about something. "Hi dad," I said when I entered the kitchen.
"Hi Hun," he said kind of nervous then began introducing me to the woman sitting in the chair across from where he was sitting. "This is Sarah Jones and Sarah this is my daughter Joanna." She stood up.
"Well hello stranger," she said with her hand out ready to shake.
I just looked at it then said in a matter-of-fact kind of tone, "I don't shake hands. The hand caries the most germs." David laughed nervously then apologized for my so called rudeness. What? I was just giving her an interesting fact about germs. When I was forgiven, I sat down at the table with them, because it seemed like there was something David and Sarah had to tell me. "Dad?"
"Look I know you told me not to rush into it, but I couldn't bare it if I let this women get away," he looked over at Sarah with this lovey-dovey gaze; "Sarah and I are getting married next month." I stood up, knocking my chair to the floor.
"What the hell! David what is wrong with you. We just moved here and you are already trying to ruin everything!" I began walking to the stairs.
"Get back here young lady!" David yelled after me. But when he couldn't get me to come back, I heard him whisper to Sarah. "I'm so sorry. Joanna usually is in great control of her anger. I guess the news of our wedding just set her off." The wedding wasn't what got me David! It's the fact that you're doing it without consulting me, your daughter, you know the one who's living with you, in the room across from yours you, you idiot! When I made it to my room I found some stranger, maybe 15 or 14, lying on my bed listening to MY music player. Already mad, I jacked the dude up off my bed.
"Hey what you do that for lady!" he said when I threw him gently to the side. I did say gently!
"Get out of my room you little imp," I said to him then sat on the bed, "And you can leave the CD player on the dresser on your way out." He just looked me up and down then smiled.
"You must be my new hot big sister," he said with a smile. That set me off.
"Get. Out. Now," I growled. He left the CD player on the dresser and ran out the room. However, when David called me down stairs to eat I just closed the door, locked it, and climbed out the window and took a walk. Good thing it was night time and that I had on black, for Mrs. Barkly, the old lady who lived in the house across the street, would have seen me coming out of the window.
