Post by Caroline Sweet on Mar 7, 2007 22:05:57 GMT -5
Caroline ran all the way home as she was skipping her last period class. All through her third period, her concern about Joanne and Brittani turned to Jonas. She forgot that Mrs. Newatt had to go visit her daughter that day. That meant Jonas would be back with their mother. Which wasn't so good.
Caroline pushed open the door and picked up her crying brother who was standing in the play pen. "Shh...it's ok, Jonas. Car Car is here," She said rubbing his back. Then Caroline's mother slowly walked out from the kitchen.
"I've got him," She said waving her hand around. Caroline sniffed the air. There was no real sign of alcohol in the air...it would probably be ok. "Ok...just call me if you need my help." Her mother picked up Jonas and walked away without even asking her daughter why she was home so early.
Caroline walked slowly to her bedroom and left the door open just in case Jonas started to cry. With a sigh, she dropped her bookbag onto the ground. Then she remembered...Brittani left Caroline her number. Would it be...too forward to talk to her? Maybe it would be easier to explain over the phone...but it would be nice to talk. Anyway...why would Brittani give her her number unless she wanted to be called?
"Here goes," Caroline picked up the phone and looked into her notebook. She carefully punched in Brittani's number.
Caroline pushed open the door and picked up her crying brother who was standing in the play pen. "Shh...it's ok, Jonas. Car Car is here," She said rubbing his back. Then Caroline's mother slowly walked out from the kitchen.
"I've got him," She said waving her hand around. Caroline sniffed the air. There was no real sign of alcohol in the air...it would probably be ok. "Ok...just call me if you need my help." Her mother picked up Jonas and walked away without even asking her daughter why she was home so early.
Caroline walked slowly to her bedroom and left the door open just in case Jonas started to cry. With a sigh, she dropped her bookbag onto the ground. Then she remembered...Brittani left Caroline her number. Would it be...too forward to talk to her? Maybe it would be easier to explain over the phone...but it would be nice to talk. Anyway...why would Brittani give her her number unless she wanted to be called?
"Here goes," Caroline picked up the phone and looked into her notebook. She carefully punched in Brittani's number.
