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you don't hurry up, you're going to be late!" Penelope Lamont rushed
around her son Randy's bedroom as he tried to finish tying his tie.
"It just wouldn't do for you to be late on your first date with that
"That girl is Eliza
Campbell," Randy Lamont reminded as he made a face at his reflection in the
mirror. He'd spent the last 15 minutes trying to get his tie just perfect
and had been less than satisfied with each attempt.
This is your first date! You wouldn't want to be late for the Fall
Dance." She shook her head in astonishment as if her son had just
grown up right before her eyes. "Oh, my baby is all grown up."
would you quick acting like I'm going off to war. It's just a silly high
"Don't you talk like
that, Randy." She grimaced at the mention of war. "I'm
sure you've seen all of those newsreels about what's going on overseas."
"Ma, that's all an ocean
away! All of that mess over in Europe has nothing to do with
us." He struggled with his tie again and made another face of
"Here, son, let
me." Penelope quickly walked over to him and began to expertly retie
his tie. "Now, there! That's perfect. You better run
along or you'll be late."
sighed, realizing that there was no winning with her. As he rushed down
the stairs, his mother was right behind him.
"Now, don't forget your
manners when you meet her parents." She lifted her finger to her chin
as she thought of her long list of requests. "Oh! And don't
stay out too late. You be a perfect gentleman!"
"Yes, ma." He
turned to give her a quick peck on the check and then hurried out the door,
nearly bumping into Judith Linford who was standing on the back stoop ready to
"Oh, I'm so sorry,"
Penelope said as she walked to the door to greet her unexpected visitor.
"My son can be quite the steamroller when he's in a hurry. Can I help
yes," Judith smiled as she stepped through the door and into the
kitchen. "You must be Mrs. Lamont, Burt's mother."
"Why, yes, I am.
And you are?"
was just leaving!" Burt's voice echoed throughout the kitchen as he
made his presence known. "Ma, if you would excuse us, I need to have
a word with our uninvited guest."
"Oh, yes, of
course." Penelope shot her son a curious looked before nodding
politely to Judith and exiting the kitchen.
"Burt, I had to see
you!" Judith exclaimed once she was sure that Penelope was out of earshot.
"I have nothing to say to
you!" He maintained his cool exterior despite the surge of emotions
that Judith's presence elicited. "I can't believe you have the nerve
to come back here!"
"Burt, please, don't be
"Me?" He let
out a hearty laugh of astonishment. "After everything you've
done? After all the lies you've told? You tell me not to act like
"Oh, Burt, please, just
listen to me!" She reached out for him, but he swiftly moved
away. "I...I have something to tell you. Something about this
girl you've been seeing."
"I don't have to listen
to a word that comes out of your mouth!"
"Burt, you have to listen
to me! What I have to tell you could change everything. It could
change your entire life." She paused for a moment as she kept her
eyes locked on him.
He eyed her closely.
Against his better judgment, he was quite curious as to what Judith could
possibly say. After a moment's consideration, his curiosity got the better
of him. "Okay, Judith. What is it?"
"It's about this girl
you're seeing." She hesitated for a moment and she considered the
right choice of words for her revelation. "There are things you don't
know about her. You see, she's..."
"Burt? What's going
on here?" came the voice from the open door. "Judith, what in
the world are you doing here?"
As they turned toward the
doorway, both of their jaws dropped at the sight of their surprise
visitor. Janet Stokes was standing in the open door with a look of utter
shock and bewilderment locked on her face.