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Capricorn in Aquarius - Part Two
I went to my books and pulled out the blue detention slip and handed to Daddy. He unfolded it with great precision, and studied it, he noted the red checks on the form, saying only, "Hmm...Mm-hmm..."
I longed to hang over his shoulder and get some great comfort that way. But, somehow, I couldn't do it. I stood rooted to the spot.
Daddy finished. He refolded it and placed it in his pajama top pocket. "I'll talk to Mr. Evans in the morning."
"But - " I began.
Daddy raised his hand. I noted how pale he still was. He tried to look stern, but he couldn't quite carry it off. "You've got yourself in a pack of trouble, young lady. Do you realize that?"
"B-But, Daddy, I didn't DO anything! It was the OTHER kids -"
I stopped again. True or not, Daddy didn't want me to carry tales or disrespect teachers. I was puzzled and mightily confused.
(To Be Continued.)
I went to my books and pulled out the blue detention slip and handed to Daddy. He unfolded it with great precision, and studied it, he noted the red checks on the form, saying only, "Hmm...Mm-hmm..."
I longed to hang over his shoulder and get some great comfort that way. But, somehow, I couldn't do it. I stood rooted to the spot.
Daddy finished. He refolded it and placed it in his pajama top pocket. "I'll talk to Mr. Evans in the morning."
"But - " I began.
Daddy raised his hand. I noted how pale he still was. He tried to look stern, but he couldn't quite carry it off. "You've got yourself in a pack of trouble, young lady. Do you realize that?"
"B-But, Daddy, I didn't DO anything! It was the OTHER kids -"
I stopped again. True or not, Daddy didn't want me to carry tales or disrespect teachers. I was puzzled and mightily confused.
(To Be Continued.)
61-69, F
