Calls between them and the realtor and the homebuilder regarding changes they wanted to make in the plans took up much of the weekend. Sunday morning we could avoid each other no longer. Mom had prepared brunch on the patio, and we hung out there reading the Sunday paper while we ate. We didn’t go to church often, the church Mom liked was over a half hour away. I used to participate in a Teen Group at Callie’s church, but I hadn’t gone in months. This Sunday morning I longed for the atmosphere of Tiffany’s church. After we had devoured the newspaper and finished eating, it was time to talk. “Your Mom tells me you are adamant about not going to Atlanta with us.” Dad spoke, his tone thick with displeasure. I nodded. “I want to be here. Please let’s not fight today.” “I don’t want to fight either, Kitten,” he said. “I just need to understand what it is you want to accomplish by staying here.” “I thought we had settled this when we last talked. I want to get to know my family.
What do You think about The People In The Park (2013)?
