“Gary, where are the keys?”, said Kathy, my mom.
She was in a rush to find those keys, just to get rid of her only daughter. I deserved it though, considering her only daughter was an embarrassment to her.
“Honey, would you slow down.” said Gary, my dad.
My dad could care less what was occurring with my upcoming absence. He was always too busy reviewing game footage for his high school football team, which I’m pretty sure he loved more than me.
“Stevie are you ready to leave?” Mom asked.