Late for Nothing
I stopped crying at Nancy and switched to Drake, new sympathy was welcome.
“Why?!” I sobbed. He patted me understandingly on the back.” I don’t know Jane, but he did so pull yourself together!”
However this little pep-talk only brought on more tears,trickling at first then cascading like a waterfall onto his shirt.Revenge I thought.
Nancy wrapped me into a tight hug and my sobs turned to sniffles. I knew there was a reason these two were my best friends…
Suddenly, Nancy stopped the hug. She looked at her watch then grabbed her purse.
“Oh, I’m going to be late she called out.
“For what?” I asked ” Oh….nothing!” she cried.”Just leave the door open Jane, I won’t be home till late.”
I turned to Drake questioningly
He shrugged.”Hey, lets get ice-cream!” he cried”All right.” I gave in. I got a chocolate brownie sundae, but didn’t taste it at all…
How many people are late for nothing?