“Wake up, put your shoes on…hurry” my mother was obviously annoyed, I could see it in her face the way her left eyebrow would rise up when she was upset. I grabbed a blanket and followed her out to the car. It was eerily dark and cold “Mom where are we going?” …she didn’t answer she just drove in silence. I looked out the window, confused…..what time was it? I looked at the clock, 1:35 am….where were we going at this time of night?
I woke up when I felt the car come to a halt, I looked around and noticed we were in a parking lot. I heard my mom mumble under her breath as she stared into the restaurant window. I followed her gaze ….there was my dad sitting at a table with a few of his work colleagues looking like they were having a great time…..a lady approached the table handing my dad a beer and proceeded to sit down right beside him. “You’re going to grandmas tonight”. She drove out of the parking lot not saying one word. What I couldn’t understand was why was the blonde lady who I often saw at my dads softball games there and why was she sitting so close to him?
DP CHALLENGE : I remember
Valley Girl Gone Country 
Wow wow wow.
YEP!!! there’s no question where I got my snooping- don’t believe a word they say- always suspecting gene from!!
I have that gene, too…
Not from my dad, but from the ex-husband.
But, with that being said, I will say this: I’m the master at it!
I’m laughing over here because I remember getting a phone call from my best friend (this was years ago…like 12 yrs ago)….”hello” ….”hey it’s me guess where I’m at?” “why are you whispering” I asked. “because i’m in a bush, across the street from Scotts house watching him and his bitch wife out in their front yard”…. “YOU’RE in the bushes?” …..”yeah, I parked down this dirt road so he wouldn’t recognize my car….ohhh shit he’s looking this way”….. “Does he see you?” …..”No!!….I’m going to bring you next time”….”OK” hahaha….
Bahahahaha! I love that!
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Aw, hell.x
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Woe, I think I was there too. No, wait, that was my mom pulling up in a parking lot to check up on what my dad was doing. I got them confused, mine was just slightly different.