The conflict over Emily’s future college plans has reached a feverish pitch at the Lewis household. On the daughter’s side are: a few miscellaneous rock bands – who have made their presence known, the flimsy but well-respected sign on her door that reads “Hermiting…Please Do Not Disturb,” herself, and presumably Dave, who sorely wishes not to have to fill out another reference form. On the parents’ side: God, economics, and everyone else [who’s not neutral]. It seems to be a loosing battle.
To further complicate the matter, the Lewis roof is being redone and the noise within the house is enough to make the most rational person believe they were living in the spleen of a very large man with a very upset stomach. And if that weren’t disconcerting enough, there’s now a clear view of the sky from the toilet in the front bathroom. The roof workers refuse to state their personal stance on the indoor conflict but they apologize for the shingle that found it’s way through the dinning room window this morning.
This just in: A late night survey of the roof shows little apparent difference from before the indigestion. There may be a conspiracy going on.
More news to come.