04-10-2007, 09:58 PM
"Go upstairs and put on a sweater, please,"
Davey turned around and gawked at her dad.
"It's SUMMER BREAK! Don't you need to bother someone at work now?"
"Young lady! I said go upstairs and PUT ON A SWEATER,"
"NO! I have a f*cking life, dad!"
"Don't use that language with me!"
Davey picked up the jug of orange juice after her dad had put it down and poured it into her cup. Gulping it up, she walked up to the coat rack, taking her purse off of it and sliding it over her shoulder.
She sprinted out of the kitchen and toward the door.
"I'm out of here," Davey said, and before her dad could say anything, she slammed the door and she was outside.
She was headed for Garret's party.