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father is almost a public drunk now. I expect both of them are hurting pretty badly, but that never gives the right for a man to beat his son. It sounds like both of them need help.”
“Is there anything that I can do to help Bobby?” Laura asked.
“Probably not much, except be kind to him. Documenting his injuries by taking pictures is one thing, but at his age he could give excuses for them and they wouldn’t hold up either. The best thing you could do was just what you did when you invited him to the slumber party.”
“Thank you, Donald. I felt like somebody needed to know about this,” Laura reiterated. “It makes me hurt to see something like this.”
“I agree with you totally,” Donald said. “I’ll try to send some help from my way.”
Art arrived at the last football game of the season and saw Mary, Harold and Laura sitting in the stands shivering under heavy blankets. He climbed the bleachers to sit with them. They invited him to share their blankets. He was delighted to sit very close to Laura and share their blankets.
He knew that the weather had chilled to near freezing. He dreaded all day his decision to go to the football game to be near Laura, but he decided to put on his warmest coat and confront the cold. Now He felt that he had made the right decision. The ball game didn’t go well for either team. Their hands were so cold that there were a lot of fumbles and few points. When it ended it appeared that the players and fans were equally glad the season was finally over.
They waited around until Danny and Aaron met up with them before heading to their cars. Art brought out his surprise when he said, “How about all of us taking these boys out bowling Friday night to celebrate the end of the season?”
Immediately both of the boys began begging to go bowling, like Art knew they would. He stood by innocently smiling while the boys secured another night with Laura.
Laura stood by feeling out of place. She had never been to the bowling alley and felt embarrassed by her lack of expertise. She tried to follow everybody else’s example. Danny did just fine following along with Aaron. Art caught on that she had no idea what to do so he walked her through it.
She tried to be a good sport about it but the balls were so heavy. Keeping the balls from going down the gutter required more practice than she had time for right now. She hated embarrassing herself like this, but tried to show a n upbeat, self-deprecatory manner, if such a thing were possible.
By the time they left the bowling alley, she felt totally exhausted. After sitting all day bouncing in her chair swinging pieces of material down to slide into the machine at work all day, her arms were already worn out. Then to roll those heavy bowling balls down the lane without going in the gutters made her hurt in more places than she could count.
Art asked, “Would you like to go to Pat’s Café? I’m sure Danny would be happy to visit with Aaron for a while.”
“I’m sorry. Not tonight ,” Laura begged off. “I’m way too tired.”
“What about tomorrow night?” Art smiled hopefully.
Laura thought a minute and decided, “No, I don’t think so. I need to rest.”
Art stopped and shook his head with an unfulfilled laugh, “I’m trying here, Laura. If you don’t want anything to do with me, just say so.”
“It’s not that, I apologize if I sound ungrateful .” Laura said remorsefully, “Could I make it up to you if I cooked Sunday dinner?”
He let out a breath that he hadn’t realized he was holding. Willing to take anything she offered at the moment, he said, “I’ll be there by noon.”
Chapter Nine
Laura felt rested and recharged by Sunday morning. She baked a ham, set some yams in a casserole dish to bake, opened a can of corn, and stirred up some brownies. That’s an easy meal to fix for company but that’s what is, she decided.
She was almost embarrassed by her lack of effort when Art
“Is there anything that I can do to help Bobby?” Laura asked.
“Probably not much, except be kind to him. Documenting his injuries by taking pictures is one thing, but at his age he could give excuses for them and they wouldn’t hold up either. The best thing you could do was just what you did when you invited him to the slumber party.”
“Thank you, Donald. I felt like somebody needed to know about this,” Laura reiterated. “It makes me hurt to see something like this.”
“I agree with you totally,” Donald said. “I’ll try to send some help from my way.”
Art arrived at the last football game of the season and saw Mary, Harold and Laura sitting in the stands shivering under heavy blankets. He climbed the bleachers to sit with them. They invited him to share their blankets. He was delighted to sit very close to Laura and share their blankets.
He knew that the weather had chilled to near freezing. He dreaded all day his decision to go to the football game to be near Laura, but he decided to put on his warmest coat and confront the cold. Now He felt that he had made the right decision. The ball game didn’t go well for either team. Their hands were so cold that there were a lot of fumbles and few points. When it ended it appeared that the players and fans were equally glad the season was finally over.
They waited around until Danny and Aaron met up with them before heading to their cars. Art brought out his surprise when he said, “How about all of us taking these boys out bowling Friday night to celebrate the end of the season?”
Immediately both of the boys began begging to go bowling, like Art knew they would. He stood by innocently smiling while the boys secured another night with Laura.
Laura stood by feeling out of place. She had never been to the bowling alley and felt embarrassed by her lack of expertise. She tried to follow everybody else’s example. Danny did just fine following along with Aaron. Art caught on that she had no idea what to do so he walked her through it.
She tried to be a good sport about it but the balls were so heavy. Keeping the balls from going down the gutter required more practice than she had time for right now. She hated embarrassing herself like this, but tried to show a n upbeat, self-deprecatory manner, if such a thing were possible.
By the time they left the bowling alley, she felt totally exhausted. After sitting all day bouncing in her chair swinging pieces of material down to slide into the machine at work all day, her arms were already worn out. Then to roll those heavy bowling balls down the lane without going in the gutters made her hurt in more places than she could count.
Art asked, “Would you like to go to Pat’s Café? I’m sure Danny would be happy to visit with Aaron for a while.”
“I’m sorry. Not tonight ,” Laura begged off. “I’m way too tired.”
“What about tomorrow night?” Art smiled hopefully.
Laura thought a minute and decided, “No, I don’t think so. I need to rest.”
Art stopped and shook his head with an unfulfilled laugh, “I’m trying here, Laura. If you don’t want anything to do with me, just say so.”
“It’s not that, I apologize if I sound ungrateful .” Laura said remorsefully, “Could I make it up to you if I cooked Sunday dinner?”
He let out a breath that he hadn’t realized he was holding. Willing to take anything she offered at the moment, he said, “I’ll be there by noon.”
Chapter Nine
Laura felt rested and recharged by Sunday morning. She baked a ham, set some yams in a casserole dish to bake, opened a can of corn, and stirred up some brownies. That’s an easy meal to fix for company but that’s what is, she decided.
She was almost embarrassed by her lack of effort when Art
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