"Last Caress" by Misfits comes on.
I turn it up, along with the heat.
It is cold in South Florida.
And I am waiting for my daughter
to get out of a pool party.
I forgot my beanie.
My bald head is what is making me cold.
And lack of white blood cells.
I hope my daughter brings me a slice of cake.
A bunny hops in the dark front yard.
My daughter and her friends climb into the backseat.
I turn down the Misfits.
"Dad, can we drive Izzy and Jemma home?"
"Of course. Hey, y’all!"
Jemma asks if we can go to Chipotle.
No.
LOL.
They giggle the whole ride.
About Molly starting drama.
And boys being annoying.
We drop Jemma off.
Making sure she gets inside ok.
We drop Izzy off.
Making sure she gets inside ok.
My daughter fills me in.
on the rest of hot gossip.
which is just silly, adorable.
middle school girl stuff.
I ask her if she swam.
She says the pool was too cold.
I ask her if she ate.
They had Domino's.