I am back home by the lakeside after the department-store incident. I would backed down with the police. I have a car. I have to go to a scene study group tonight. I am finishing watching an old episode of Little House on the Prairie (playing on my TV as I am sleeping in real life) and hoping to finish a due report as my parents come home. I would really been hoping to leave before their arrival in order to avoid any trouble, and I know they are going to want to "discuss" this out (yell at me, put me down and hit me) instead of letting me go out. Then I hear my parents down at the lake trying get the boat into the water in high waves. My sister <PERSON> and her friends, and <PERSON> and her friends, are there playing and there are a bunch of children flying kites. <PERSON> comes in the front of the house and collapses exhaustedly on a chair. He is present-day Dad, and he is had two full-leg amputations. I ask him if he needs anything, and he says just get that damn Little House on the Prairie the hell off the TV so he can watch the news. I cannot turn the show off (it is playing in real life), so I just toss him the controls and rush out to help <PERSON>, who I can see is face down in the water with the boat out behind her. I almost trip over <PERSON>'s prosthetic legs on the way down to the beach. They have been discarded right before the steps to the house. I get to the beach and <PERSON> is standing up by this time and the boys are in the boat having a good time. I brave Mom's thunderous look and ask her if she needs anything. She does not respond. I ask her if she needs a towel or a blanket and she says yes please. Some of her friends are on the dock judging me for being an unhelpful daughter. I run to the beach house to get the towel and shake the sand and spiders out of it before I bring it to her. Then I leave her there and run back up the hill, tripping over one of the kite strings - which takes me up, flying. It is a good feeling and it shows that I am being included in the family games. I consider not going to the scene study because being included in the family fun is huge. As I am trying to make thiis decision, I wake up.
Place withheld · 2011-09-14 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive
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