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Installment 9: Morgendorffers in the Woods
Thursday, February 8, 2006
Lawndale, MD
“Daddy, remember that tutoring you want me to take for Language Arts? It's going to be fifty dollars an hour,” Quinn Morgendorffer said.
“Fifty dollars an hour!” Her father, Jake, shouted.
Her mother, Helen, entered. “Well, I got the bad news from the peridontist, Six months, eight hundred dollars a month.”
“Eight hundred dollars a month?!”
Then Quinn's older sister, Daria, entered the kitchen. She placed the mail on the table. “Mail's here, did you know Congress still spends over two hundred and fifty billion dollars on the Miltary?”
“Two hundred and fifty billion a year?!” Jake ponded a fist on the table. “Damn it! That's it Daria! What am I made of, money?”
“Jake, were you listening? Daria said...” Helen interjected.
“Tutoring, dental work, Congress! I'm not a machine, damn it! I'm a man! For once in my stinkin' life, show me a little...” His rant stopped mid sentence as pain shot through one of his eyes. “Gah. Ah! Ah!” He held his eyes.
“Oh, Jakey, not again,” Helen said.
“It's my eye! Oh G. it's my eye!” Indeed a blood vessel had burst...
“Oh, no,” Daria said. “Get the camera,” she said to Quinn.
“You get it!” Quinn shot back.
“No camera, Daria,” Helen said. She sighed. “Remember what the doctor said the last time you burst a blood vessel?”
“Yeah, he said it would be two hundred dollars.”
Helen took Jake's hand in hers to reassure him. “Before that. He said that we need to cut down your stress and we're going camping like we used to before...” she looked and saw that her daughters were still in the room.
They both gave her a look as if saying “We're still in the room.'
“I'll take Friday off and we'll make a long weekend of it.”
“You're going to take the day off?” Daria asked.
“Daria, a healthy family comes before work, Always. Besides, I have some vacation time coming and Eric told me that if I don't use it, I loose it.” She pounded her fist on the table.
“Damn it. Those bastards aren't gonna take away my days! Come on, Jake. Let's find some painkillers.” She then lead him away.
“Don't worry about us Mom, we'll be fine home alone,” Quinn said.
“Maybe,” Daria said, wondering what Quinn was up to.
“Don't even bother, girls. You're coming with us.”
“Quinn pounded her fist on the table. “Damn it, Daria! You could have backed me up!” Then she left.
“Damn it, why would Quinn expect me to back her up?”
( Later... )
Thursday, February 8, 2006
Lawndale, MD
“Daddy, remember that tutoring you want me to take for Language Arts? It's going to be fifty dollars an hour,” Quinn Morgendorffer said.
“Fifty dollars an hour!” Her father, Jake, shouted.
Her mother, Helen, entered. “Well, I got the bad news from the peridontist, Six months, eight hundred dollars a month.”
“Eight hundred dollars a month?!”
Then Quinn's older sister, Daria, entered the kitchen. She placed the mail on the table. “Mail's here, did you know Congress still spends over two hundred and fifty billion dollars on the Miltary?”
“Two hundred and fifty billion a year?!” Jake ponded a fist on the table. “Damn it! That's it Daria! What am I made of, money?”
“Jake, were you listening? Daria said...” Helen interjected.
“Tutoring, dental work, Congress! I'm not a machine, damn it! I'm a man! For once in my stinkin' life, show me a little...” His rant stopped mid sentence as pain shot through one of his eyes. “Gah. Ah! Ah!” He held his eyes.
“Oh, Jakey, not again,” Helen said.
“It's my eye! Oh G. it's my eye!” Indeed a blood vessel had burst...
“Oh, no,” Daria said. “Get the camera,” she said to Quinn.
“You get it!” Quinn shot back.
“No camera, Daria,” Helen said. She sighed. “Remember what the doctor said the last time you burst a blood vessel?”
“Yeah, he said it would be two hundred dollars.”
Helen took Jake's hand in hers to reassure him. “Before that. He said that we need to cut down your stress and we're going camping like we used to before...” she looked and saw that her daughters were still in the room.
They both gave her a look as if saying “We're still in the room.'
“I'll take Friday off and we'll make a long weekend of it.”
“You're going to take the day off?” Daria asked.
“Daria, a healthy family comes before work, Always. Besides, I have some vacation time coming and Eric told me that if I don't use it, I loose it.” She pounded her fist on the table.
“Damn it. Those bastards aren't gonna take away my days! Come on, Jake. Let's find some painkillers.” She then lead him away.
“Don't worry about us Mom, we'll be fine home alone,” Quinn said.
“Maybe,” Daria said, wondering what Quinn was up to.
“Don't even bother, girls. You're coming with us.”
“Quinn pounded her fist on the table. “Damn it, Daria! You could have backed me up!” Then she left.
“Damn it, why would Quinn expect me to back her up?”
( Later... )
