The Times They Are A Changin'
May 25th 2003
Disclamer- I dont own American Dreams
AN- Hey read and review thanks
Chapter 4
Patty sat on the couch starring at Meg and Luke sitting on a chair whispering. They had made small talk with her but after realizing she wasnt leaving they got lost in their own world. Patty watched the way Megs legs were on Lukes and how his hand was on her knee and how every few moments his fingers brushed just the slightest bit higher up. The way theyd yet to look away from eachother in the last half hour. For a moment she gave into the though of having a boy, Luke, look at her like that. (Okays people admit it at some point when you were her age you thought of yourself with a guy older then you)
"Kids your father home" Helen stated walking into the living room a moment before her husband came in. Meg quickly moved off of Luke and stood up. It was to late of course but it was a nice thought. Jack glarred at Luke who averted his eyes slightly. "Dinners ready" Helen to Jack after quickly giving her a eldest daughter a warning look. "Your bra still on" Patty whispered snidely as they headed for the dining room.
"So Luke hows your job going" Helen. "Very well Mrs. Pryor" "You've had it for awhile" "Yes ma'am" "Thats nice isnt it Jack" Jack managed a mumbled 'yeah'. "I heard you were at a protest" Patty to Meg. Meg stared warningly at her younger sister. "What kind of protest Meg" Jack asked tightly. "Um.." Meg "Vietnam, We were protesting the war" Luke "Oh so you endangered my daughter" "It wasnt..." Meg "I'm sure Luke didnt do anything wrong" Patty "Patty" Jack said in a tone that basically suggested that she not throw her two cents in anymore. "There wasnt any danger" Luke "Radical protest always get broken up, she couldve been hurt" Jack "We're not radicals, we're expressing our constitutional rights" "The rights those boys, inclusding my son, are fighting for" "No ofense Mr. Pryor but how many men are gonna be killed by your son" "I think you should go now" Helen "Dinner was delicious, Mrs. Pryor. I'll see ya later Meg" Luke as his fingers quickly stroked across Megs upeer back. "I wouldnt bet on it" Jack. Helen mouthed 'stay' to Meg who was about to stand up. Luke left. "You wont be seeing him anymore" Jack Meg looked at her father with angry tear filled eyes before standing up and leaving the room.
Chapter 4
Patty sat on the couch starring at Meg and Luke sitting on a chair whispering. They had made small talk with her but after realizing she wasnt leaving they got lost in their own world. Patty watched the way Megs legs were on Lukes and how his hand was on her knee and how every few moments his fingers brushed just the slightest bit higher up. The way theyd yet to look away from eachother in the last half hour. For a moment she gave into the though of having a boy, Luke, look at her like that. (Okays people admit it at some point when you were her age you thought of yourself with a guy older then you)
"Kids your father home" Helen stated walking into the living room a moment before her husband came in. Meg quickly moved off of Luke and stood up. It was to late of course but it was a nice thought. Jack glarred at Luke who averted his eyes slightly. "Dinners ready" Helen to Jack after quickly giving her a eldest daughter a warning look. "Your bra still on" Patty whispered snidely as they headed for the dining room.
"So Luke hows your job going" Helen. "Very well Mrs. Pryor" "You've had it for awhile" "Yes ma'am" "Thats nice isnt it Jack" Jack managed a mumbled 'yeah'. "I heard you were at a protest" Patty to Meg. Meg stared warningly at her younger sister. "What kind of protest Meg" Jack asked tightly. "Um.." Meg "Vietnam, We were protesting the war" Luke "Oh so you endangered my daughter" "It wasnt..." Meg "I'm sure Luke didnt do anything wrong" Patty "Patty" Jack said in a tone that basically suggested that she not throw her two cents in anymore. "There wasnt any danger" Luke "Radical protest always get broken up, she couldve been hurt" Jack "We're not radicals, we're expressing our constitutional rights" "The rights those boys, inclusding my son, are fighting for" "No ofense Mr. Pryor but how many men are gonna be killed by your son" "I think you should go now" Helen "Dinner was delicious, Mrs. Pryor. I'll see ya later Meg" Luke as his fingers quickly stroked across Megs upeer back. "I wouldnt bet on it" Jack. Helen mouthed 'stay' to Meg who was about to stand up. Luke left. "You wont be seeing him anymore" Jack Meg looked at her father with angry tear filled eyes before standing up and leaving the room.