“I’m going to go balance the checkbook,” he said at last. “You should probably start on
“Yes, sir,” I replied. I was already working on lunch, but I thought it would be better not to point that out. I knew it would come out sounding all wrong. I watched him retreat into the bedroom, probably thankful to get away from my fickle moods. I knew that I had to get myself under control. He didn’t put up with moping for no reason, and I knew what he’d consider to be an adequate remedy. I didn’t think my bottom could handle it.
I was chopping carrots with a loud thack thinking of what had happened to dampen my mood in the first place. In a word, it was my sister Beth. I couldn't believe he'd invited her here without asking me. He didn't ask, I thought to myself, because he knew what I'd say.
"Honey!” I heard him call from the study.
Speak of the devil, I thought to myself before setting my knife down and walking toward the study.
“Jessica! Come in here, please!”
I was still deep in my sour thoughts, too deep to notice that his voice had an exasperated tone--the same tone that usually meant trouble for my tender orbs. If I had noticed, I never would have bellowed, “I’m coming!” which, while not a good idea in any case, certainly did nothing to help the situation I was walking into.
“What was that?” Jonathon asked, poking his head out the door.
One look at the grim line of his mouth, and I halted in my tracks. Uh-oh.
“I said I’ll be there in a minute, sir.”
“Nice try,” he replied drily. “Come in here, young lady.”
Double uh-oh. He only called me “young lady” when I was in very hot water. I racked my brain, but for the life of me I couldn’t remember what I’d done to earn his ire. Still, I didn’t hesitate to obey. Hesitation was only met with more smacks of the paddle. I’d learned that lesson well, and as antsy as his stern gaze made me feel, I wasn’t likely to forget.
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