Growing Up
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Grammi looked at Sunni with worry. None of the Glens knew exactly what Buddi had said but judging from the way Gritty had leapt up and Ursa had followed, they guessed it wasn't good. But Sunni wasn't surprised or disappointed; she was worried. The elder Gummi could see it in her eyes.
Sunni, catching Grammi's eyes, went back to her games although her heart wasn't in it.
Buddi stared at Ursa for a long time. He didn't reply, so she asked again,
"Do you understand me?"
Buddi finally gave her a small squeak in reply, "Yes, Ursa."
Ursa nodded, just one time, before she said, "Good. Now, go and watch. But don't be too long. I want you in bed by nine."
Buddi's mouth dropped but before he could say a thing, Ursa had a reason.
"We leave at sunrise."
Buddi didn't make a reply. He was trying to keep from getting angry. One of those…temper tantrums. He was beginning to hate them. He growled. He was angry at Ursa but he was also sad. He hated the fact that he made her worry so but he also hated the fact that she wasn't letting him grow up as he saw fit and be himself. Why did it matter? He should have been able to be himself! Why didn't Ursa get that? She was the one being childish. He almost opened his mouth to say so but Ursa put her palm to his mouth. She had been a little devil herself. She knew the signs of a temper outburst. Her voice turned cold again.
"You backtalk me and I'll slap you silly."
Buddi didn't doubt she would but he glared at her. He shouldn't have been this angry! But…but lately his temper was on hair trigger. Ursa said,
"This is what I'm talking about! You're…Gum's sake Buddi, I raised you to-"
"SHUT UP!"
The minute those words left his mouth, he wished to Gum above he could call them back.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Tears were streaming from his face and he meant every word he was saying. The anger had gone as quickly as it had come, as it had in the kitchen. But he knew no matter how bad he felt, what he had just said could not be undone.
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