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Show Inside Out, 208 And The Sound of Music was always shown on this night. So we put it on the calendar and planned on it." Paul was stuffing handfiils of popcorn in his mouth. "Come in and sit down, sweetheart," said Dad, patting the couch next to him. "How'd things go with your friend?" "Dad, could I talk to you again, in the kitchen?" Dad and Leslie exchanged looks, and then he stood up and followed me. "Didn't go too well, huh?" Dad asked. "She wasn't there. She's gone to a party. At some guy's house." Dad was quiet for a while. Then he said, "But you didn't go there. You came back here. I'm proud of you for that." I didn't say, "I would have gone there if I had known the address." I could hear the lecture in my mind: Don't you know how unsafe it is to be out alone at night? And who is this boy whose party it is-do you even know him? Are his parents at home? Don't you know you 're not allowed at someone else's house without permission? The one most important rule is to always let us know where you are. Let us know. I was replaying Mom and Dad's early lectures to Sophie, the ones they gave when she had only just begun her sneaking around. I could still hear their voices, reasoning with her. Then, later, pleading with her. Finally they had given up on lecturing her. I changed my mind. "I think I would have gone if I had known where to go," I said, not looking at him. Then I braced myself. |
