Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
You’ve been very quiet and rude lately, so I proposed to your father that maybe he should have a talk with you. He told me that you were sick of our PDA, and assumed it was because you had just recently broken up with your girlfriend, so every bit of romance or affection you witnessed only made you miss her more. I suggested that we all go out for dinner together, to maybe help keep your mind off things and lighten your mood and so we took you to your utmost favorite restaurant.
Insolent
You’re sick of me? I’m sick of you!
While sitting in the restaurant in our booth, your father sat beside me, both of us facing you. He kept proceeding to hold and touch my hand at the dinner table, or place his hand on my thigh and rub it. He even wrapped his arm around me and kissed my cheek and the side of my forehead. It was then that you began clinging and clanging your silverware and acting out angrily. Your father then touched my chin with his index finger and leaned in for a kiss. That was when you lost it. You stood up in the middle of the restaurant, and yelled that you were sick of this. Sick of everything, that you just couldn’t take our PDA anymore and that your father and I made you sick.
A tantrum will get you nowhere
You finished by calling me a whore, and stormed out of the restaurant. Your father immediately got up to chase you, but I grabbed him and told him to let you go. You ran to the car and sat and waited for us to finish our meal. Once in the car with you, I looked at you as you sat in the back with your arms crossed worse than a spoiled insolent brat.
You crossed the line
I drove, and your father sat in the passenger seat. I looked at you repeatedly in my rear view mirror. You demanded that I take you to Grandma’s for the night. ‘’Oh no, no, no, no’’ I said. ‘’You’re not going anywhere, and when we get home, you are going to be SO VERY SORRY for the scene you made tonight…’’ You began to cry, apologize non-stop and profusely. But it was too late, I had already turned the corner and was almost at the driveway. ”YOU feel sick of your father and I’s PDA, how about you make me sick! I’ll give you something to feel sick about…” I said.
Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
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