A little longer than a drabble, and a little sad...
*****
She had held up her end of the bargain, that was for sure. Macaroni salad, potato salad, Jello salad, fruit salad - all homemade, all prepared perfectly and ready to go.
Noah, however, was a mess. How fitting that he had been the one to beg for some family time together, and now he was the one to ruin it. Sandra couldn't accurately guess how drunk her ex-husband was - it looked as though the empty brown bottles had been piling up for weeks - but he was obviously too inebriated to be allowed near a barbecue grill.
"Don't worry," she said to Claire as Lyle followed her, balancing a bowl in each hand. "I already ordered pizza."
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*****
She had held up her end of the bargain, that was for sure. Macaroni salad, potato salad, Jello salad, fruit salad - all homemade, all prepared perfectly and ready to go.
Noah, however, was a mess. How fitting that he had been the one to beg for some family time together, and now he was the one to ruin it. Sandra couldn't accurately guess how drunk her ex-husband was - it looked as though the empty brown bottles had been piling up for weeks - but he was obviously too inebriated to be allowed near a barbecue grill.
"Don't worry," she said to Claire as Lyle followed her, balancing a bowl in each hand. "I already ordered pizza."