Chapter 2: Dinner Discussions
Isabella reached the kitchen and grabbed a plate from the kitchen cabinet. The aroma of the enchiladas had tickled her senses and she suddenly felt like she hadn't eaten at all that day. Her stomach was churning with excitement and her nerves were slightly on edge. She picked up the spatula and picked up an enchilada from the pan then carefully put it on her plate.
"So mom, how as your day?" asked Isabella.
"Today was great. Linda and I performed at the Squat and Stitch with our band and we got a standing ovation." said Vivian as she slid into her seat.
"Wow, congratulations!" said Isabella as she placed her plate on the table. "Would you like anything to drink mom? I'll get it since I'm already up."
"Sure Isa, some water would be great. "
Isabella grabbed two glasses from the cupboard and walked to the drinking water faucet. She filled them up and carried them back to the table, placing them in front of her mom and herself.
"So mom I saw the mail you left for me in my room. Turns out its an invitation to a holiday party."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, the Flynn-Fletchers are having it at their house this Saturday night. Its from 8-midnight I believe. I was wondering if we could go." said Isabella before taking a big bite of her dinner. She washed it down with her water before saying to her mom, "Please mom can I go?"
"Of course mija. I don't see why not, but I have to ask, is it a Christmas party or a holiday party?"
"Mom," said Isabella, "Its a holiday party"
"Okay just making sure," said Vivian, "You see, there was this one time where I went to a Christmas party and goodness gracious let me tell you- "
"I already know the story mom, you've told me a million times. The one where you went to that party and everyone was talking about about how people of other faiths are not going to heaven and will rot down below and once they found out you're Jewish everything was awkward. No need to tell it again, its okay. Also the Flynn-Fletcher's aren't like that, remember the one time I went to mass with them?"
"Just making sure mija. Would you like some more green beans?"
"Oooh, that'd be great mom." said Isabella.
Vivian got up and walked over to the stove and brought the pot back with her."So Isa, do you have anything nice to wear to the party? What about that pink dress I got you last year?" she said as gave Isabella a second helping.
"Ummm mom it barely fit me last year, remember? I've also developed a bit since and you know, so I'm fairly sure it won't fit." said Isabella right before she stuffed her mouth with the green beans.
"You're right, that wouldn't be good. Whoa, slow down mija, I don't want you to choke for goodness sake. " exclaimed Vivian. "How's this, check your closet after dinner and if you don't find anything, I will give you some money and you can go get something with your friends tomorrow."
Isabella perked up, "Sounds great mom, I'm sure Gretchen and the other Fireside girls would love to come. We could all go shopping together."
"Its settled then," said her mom, "I'll call their mothers after dinner and see if any of them would be interested."
"Cool!" Isabella swallowed what was left of her water, "I'm finished now, may I be excused?"
"Of course Isa, you may go."
Isabella thanked her mom for the dinner and kissed her before running up the stairs. She planned to get ready for bed then head downstairs to watch some tv or maybe a movie with her mom. First she had to call Gretchen though, they had some important matters to discuss.