The pictures
Marge finished the pots, she dried her hands and sat down at the dinning table an sighed. Tough day. She looked around the kitchen, finally it was tidy, the small lights made the room look warm, a soft glow emitting gently around the work surfaces and shiny kitchen accessories making it look almost new. Everyone was in the front room, watching the tv as usual, her choice was to sit with them and watch and put up with the trash they watched, read or bed, some choices. First she would finish her coffee then decide. The day had started well, she had got up with the joys of spring ready for the day ahead, now she would be glad when it was over.
The bomb shell had been dropped at about noon, Lisa had asked her mother if she could invite her boyfriend around for tea, it had been a shock that Lisa had a boyfriend, let alone admit it and then invite him around to meet them, Marge thought that maybe she was a little young for dating, when she had agreed and when lisa informed her it was Nelson marge nearly had a heart attack. She really didn’t care for that boy, rumours were he was a bully, she didn’t like it when bart hung around with him, he was too big for bart, but lisa…..dating him….she didn’t know if she should say something. She sipped her coffee, in a way she was glad she hadn’t, she knew lisa, she would argue her point until she was blue in the face and probably get her own way, she was very young….it would wither out….it was what Nelson had in mind for her that worried her…..she would have to keep a close eye on him and a short lead on the pair of them.
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