"Hold on!" Ditey yelled at the phone, which was nearly ringing off the
hook. She picked it up quickly, not wanting to here another ring.
"Hello? Ditey, is that you?" A voice she could hardly recognize asked.
"Dad?" She said, not believing her ears.
"Yep, it's me. I thought you were still in Las Vegas with your Mom," Her father replied.
"Uh, no, I moved in with Aunt Nina months ago," Ditey was still shocked that her she was actually speaking to her father over the phone.
"Oh, well I have a surprise for you and Joe," He announced excitedly, "I want the two of you to spend the summer in Paris with me."
"Oh," Ditey couldn't think of anything else to say, "I don't know...we don't really have the money...neither of us has a job," Before she could continue her father cut her off.
"No, I already bought the tickets. My treat. Besides, I want the two of you to meet my fiance, Nicolette," He explained. Ditey felt as if a huge bomb has just been dropped right on top of her.
"Your fiance?" She choked out, the word sour in her mouth.
"Yes, Nicolette, she's kind, and charming, and you two are just going to love her," He replied, not realizing that Ditey wasn't taking it so well.
"Oh...well uh, I don't know, I think we have summer school," Ditey lied, there was no way she wanted to spend the summer in Paris with her dad and his new "bride".
"I won't take no for an answer," Her dad responded, cheerfully, "I already mailed the tickets to your Aunt Nina, and your flight leaves next week. See you then Honey."
"Yeah," Ditey said, a hint of anger in her voice, "See you." She hung up the phone.
"Joe!" She just about screamed.
"What?" Joe asked confused, "Can it wait, I'm busy?" Joe leaned out of the bathroom, clad only in a short robe.
"No, your really going to want to know this," Ditey replied.
"Alright, alright," Joe called, as she quickly unplugged her hair dryer and walked into the living room, "What is it?"
"Dad wants us to go to Paris for the summer," Ditey announced, folding her arms, "And get this, it's to meet his fiance, Nicolette."
"What?" Joe asked stunned, "Your kidding!"
"No, he's making us go," Ditey said, sharing Joe's anger.
"Well, I'm just not going to go," Joe replied, "He can kiss my ass for all I care, I'm not meeting whatever blond bimbo he picked up!"
"I don't want to go either, but it seems were not really getting a choice in the matter," Ditey fumed.
"Hey girls, what's up?" Nina greeted, picking the absolute wrong time to get home.
"Aunt Nina, did you know our dad was planning to force us into going to Paris?" Joe asked, sternly.
"Oh...your father called, didn't he?" Nina cringed. The girls nodded, "Well, he mailed the plane tickets with a note last week. I was meaning to tell you, but I thought that it was between you two and him, so I didn't want to get into it."
"Is there anyway you can tell him we don't want to go?" Ditey groaned.
"Nope, he's my ex-brother in law, what would I say?" Nina asked, "You guys will just have to suck it up and go." Both girls were very unhappy with her response. Joe took a deep breath and said something she never thought she would say.
"Fine, we'll go," Joe said, and then turned and went back to finish doing her hair.
"Hello? Ditey, is that you?" A voice she could hardly recognize asked.
"Dad?" She said, not believing her ears.
"Yep, it's me. I thought you were still in Las Vegas with your Mom," Her father replied.
"Uh, no, I moved in with Aunt Nina months ago," Ditey was still shocked that her she was actually speaking to her father over the phone.
"Oh, well I have a surprise for you and Joe," He announced excitedly, "I want the two of you to spend the summer in Paris with me."
"Oh," Ditey couldn't think of anything else to say, "I don't know...we don't really have the money...neither of us has a job," Before she could continue her father cut her off.
"No, I already bought the tickets. My treat. Besides, I want the two of you to meet my fiance, Nicolette," He explained. Ditey felt as if a huge bomb has just been dropped right on top of her.
"Your fiance?" She choked out, the word sour in her mouth.
"Yes, Nicolette, she's kind, and charming, and you two are just going to love her," He replied, not realizing that Ditey wasn't taking it so well.
"Oh...well uh, I don't know, I think we have summer school," Ditey lied, there was no way she wanted to spend the summer in Paris with her dad and his new "bride".
"I won't take no for an answer," Her dad responded, cheerfully, "I already mailed the tickets to your Aunt Nina, and your flight leaves next week. See you then Honey."
"Yeah," Ditey said, a hint of anger in her voice, "See you." She hung up the phone.
"Joe!" She just about screamed.
"What?" Joe asked confused, "Can it wait, I'm busy?" Joe leaned out of the bathroom, clad only in a short robe.
"No, your really going to want to know this," Ditey replied.
"Alright, alright," Joe called, as she quickly unplugged her hair dryer and walked into the living room, "What is it?"
"Dad wants us to go to Paris for the summer," Ditey announced, folding her arms, "And get this, it's to meet his fiance, Nicolette."
"What?" Joe asked stunned, "Your kidding!"
"No, he's making us go," Ditey said, sharing Joe's anger.
"Well, I'm just not going to go," Joe replied, "He can kiss my ass for all I care, I'm not meeting whatever blond bimbo he picked up!"
"I don't want to go either, but it seems were not really getting a choice in the matter," Ditey fumed.
"Hey girls, what's up?" Nina greeted, picking the absolute wrong time to get home.
"Aunt Nina, did you know our dad was planning to force us into going to Paris?" Joe asked, sternly.
"Oh...your father called, didn't he?" Nina cringed. The girls nodded, "Well, he mailed the plane tickets with a note last week. I was meaning to tell you, but I thought that it was between you two and him, so I didn't want to get into it."
"Is there anyway you can tell him we don't want to go?" Ditey groaned.
"Nope, he's my ex-brother in law, what would I say?" Nina asked, "You guys will just have to suck it up and go." Both girls were very unhappy with her response. Joe took a deep breath and said something she never thought she would say.
"Fine, we'll go," Joe said, and then turned and went back to finish doing her hair.