My Mother Showed Up After The Concert

stared at him.

“What did you say?”

“Go home.”

“This is our daughter.”

“And she almost died.”

My mother looked disgusted. Actually disgusted.

“Don’t be dramatic too.”

Dad’s face changed.

Not loud.

Worse.

He said, “I called Marty.”

My mother went white around the mouth.

I had no idea who Marty was.

Christina did. Her head snapped up.

“Your accountant?”

Dad nodded.

“He continue reading …