Chapter 16: A Visit and a Close Call
Somehow, I just knew that a phone call would not be enough for my mother. Penny tried, unsuccessfully, to calm Mom down and assure her that I would be sufficiently punished. But my dear sweet Baptist mother ultimately felt compelled to punish me in person.
Monday night, Aunt Penny goes to the door looking like nothing is out of the ordinary. Probably a neighbor needing to borrow something or UPS with a package to deliver.
Wrong! Totally wrong. It’s my mom, carrying a suitcase, wearing a black cotton skirt and a lime green shirt that shows her flabby arms. She also sports an expression that would scare the most unrepentant of sinners. I see this spectacle because I have followed Penny to the door, I guess sensing that there was something weird about t
