A Different Saturday

As usual, Moyra was lying in bed, procrastinating whether or not she should get out. A new day has begun and later on off to visit Lulu and Fae. The 'beetle' girl, with her long dark brown hair, pulled the duvet ( aka blanket, doonah,quilt) covering her face away from the sunlight. It was already 8am and she still lazily not wanting to have a shower and go get breakfast. It was a weekend, Saturday to be exact. Her parents would have been knocking on her door by now, but these days, they give up doing so.

It serves her right for not having that wooden door of hers knocked hundreds and thousands of times by her father and mother, shouting "Wake up! Wake up, Moyra!" Now, she'd either have to rely based on her instincts or the tick tock clock that ring-a-ding-ding like the school bell, but only lighter in sound, but still loud enough to give her a sudden massive heart attack, if she were overweight, smoking and in her 40s! Luckily for her, she's only in her early 20's, still dreaming the days and nights away.

Time now is 8:30am and she only has half an hour to get ready. So, 20 minutes getting ready and 10 minutes having a quick breakfast. She wonders why did they have to go to Lulu's that early. Usually, they only leave at 11:30a.m. Before she went for her shower, she decided to have a quick breakfast instead. In the kitchen, her mother was sitting and reading the newspaper, while her father was busy washing the car. It always about the car for her father and other D.I.Y. things, men usually like doing in their late 40's.

Moyra: Mum! Can't we go a little later?

Mum: Quit asking and go get ready. Oh, stop talking in that American accent. It reminds me too much of my ex-boyfriend whom I totally disliked.

Moyra gave a cheeky grin and puts her arms around her mum's shoulders, hugging her. Her father enters the kitchen, whistling away while taking the sponge and walking out again, back to washing his car.

Mum: So, Lulu has offered to give Fae a second chance.

Moyra: This, I gotta hear. I mean, I have to hear this wondrous news. Oh, how delightful. (she speaks in her English accent)

Mum: Well, sit down then. Okay, Your Lulu has decided to let Fae stay on her own with a carer of course.

Moyra: Oh my, this is definitely good news. So, Lulu has a change of heart.

Mum: Yes and she's going to discuss further when we get there, so my suggestion is, have a light breakfast and get ready. Make sure you smell nice and wear something appropriate. You know Lulu is very aristocratic and smelling and dressing nicely is her two, number 1 priorities.

Moyra: Okay, okay...no sneakers..flat ballerina pump shoes and a nice sundress and a cardigan. I get it.

An hour later...they were all ready to leave. Moyra and her father, especially took the longest to get ready. He used to be punctual, but this particular Saturday, he completely let go and did what he felt needed to be done.

Off they went!

(To be continued).....