Campground AwakeningChapter 5
My mother was on a high rampage, talking about how it was about time, and how the food had gotten cold, and how she couldn't believe how certain inconsiderate people could be so selfish as to hold things up for everybody else. Then Aunt Wendy actually walked into the room, and everybody at the table saw her. She'd already taken off her coat, and there was nothing covering her to soften the blow, as it were. "Sorry we're late," she said, as if nothing was wrong. "I couldn't decide...