I went by Ty’s house a few times yesterday and he was nowhere to be found. The house was dark and the curtains were all drawn. I waited until it was dark to climb over his fence, so I wouldn’t alarm his neighbors, but there is some kind of automatic light that flipped on.
I then drove by his parents house a few times. I finally parked out front and there was no sign of Ty, but there is a huge Christmas tree blocking my view into the living room. I did see his brother walking Dementor.
So I went home and picked up a tray of my famous home-made cookies to bring to his family. I figured they would invite me in and tell me what is going on.
Everyone always remarks on how clever I am to make such beautiful cookies. I actually buy them from a woman who lives a couple of hours away, so no one knows. If I had time to make cookies they would look like these, only nicer.
I changed into a cocktail dress, just in case they were all gathered for a sip of wine and drove on over. Well, Ty’s mother must have started with the wine a little early because she was so rude to me! She literally slammed the door right in my face. His Dad came out after I knocked a few more times and asked me if I didn’t have a family of my own to “bother”. Excuse me? They have always seemed like such nice people in the past. I tried to step inside with the cookie tray, just to drop it off, but he closed the door IN MY FACE!
RUDE!
I guess they won’t be getting a Christmas card this year.
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