Family

So I get in from work and there’s a message on the machine:

“It’s The Dad. Dinner with your brother on Wednesday.”

My brain: What? Bo will be in town? Was someone supposed to tell me this? Hey, I work Wednesday until 9. I don’t do dinner. Don’t they know this? Okay, I’l cancel my tutoring gig. That will be okay, right? Right?

And Dad has gone out so I can’t call him and ask him about it. I even called Bo in Philly, but he’s not picking up, either.

Sometimes I wish I had a family that could communicate.

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