14 Battle and Consequence
The Griffins were running late. Tom, Linda and Sandi were ready, but Sam and Chris were dragging their heels.
“I told you; we have to be there by 6:30,” Linda said to her older son.
“I am getting ready!” Sam said. “It’s Chris who’s not getting ready.”
“You’re still late,” Linda said as she went down the hall. She opened Chris’s door. “We’re leaving in five minutes.”
“Five?” Chris asked as he pulled his shirt on.
“Yes, the Osborns are expecting us.”
Sandi waited impatiently in the car. She looked at herself in her compact. She had chosen a simple dress, so that she would be ready to change to the Enigma if she needed to. ‘And Mother seems to have similar reasoning, though I doubt she’d do it.’ The same applied to her hair, a simple bun on top of her head, rather than a more complicated style. She looked out and saw her mother dragging Chris out by the hand, and Sam following with annoyed look on his face. ‘Great!’ she knew they were going to be trouble!
“Let’s go, we’re late already,” Linda said as she started the engine.
“Why again?” Sam asked Sandi.
“Because, Mr. Osborn wants to get to know his son’s friend,” Sandi answered. “And I’m sure there are ulterior motives.”
“Like Mother and Quinn’s mother?” Sam asked.
“Don’t mention that name in this car again!” Sandi said.
“Um, Daria’s mother?” Sam asked again.
‘Of course he would know her name,’ Sandi thought. “Yes, but more so.”
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The Griffins were running late. Tom, Linda and Sandi were ready, but Sam and Chris were dragging their heels.
“I told you; we have to be there by 6:30,” Linda said to her older son.
“I am getting ready!” Sam said. “It’s Chris who’s not getting ready.”
“You’re still late,” Linda said as she went down the hall. She opened Chris’s door. “We’re leaving in five minutes.”
“Five?” Chris asked as he pulled his shirt on.
“Yes, the Osborns are expecting us.”
Sandi waited impatiently in the car. She looked at herself in her compact. She had chosen a simple dress, so that she would be ready to change to the Enigma if she needed to. ‘And Mother seems to have similar reasoning, though I doubt she’d do it.’ The same applied to her hair, a simple bun on top of her head, rather than a more complicated style. She looked out and saw her mother dragging Chris out by the hand, and Sam following with annoyed look on his face. ‘Great!’ she knew they were going to be trouble!
“Let’s go, we’re late already,” Linda said as she started the engine.
“Why again?” Sam asked Sandi.
“Because, Mr. Osborn wants to get to know his son’s friend,” Sandi answered. “And I’m sure there are ulterior motives.”
“Like Mother and Quinn’s mother?” Sam asked.
“Don’t mention that name in this car again!” Sandi said.
“Um, Daria’s mother?” Sam asked again.
‘Of course he would know her name,’ Sandi thought. “Yes, but more so.”
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