Friday, November 28, 2008

A tight spot

I was sitting at the table, my boyfriend stood, blocking my only way of leaving the table. I said "I hate this feeling of being trapped. Mom, what do you call that?" Mom replied, "Marriage."

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Don't knock it if you ain't tried it and it ain't poison we are talking about.
Children need parents who care and love and protect them.
Mebbe the kid felt suffocated by being around those who overfed him with bias.