Gypsy Rose“Turning Gray”, Pt. 2
“Derek, get off the phone,” Roslynn yelled into the living room. “Your brother will be calling soon to wish your dad a happy birthday.”
“Mom, I’m talking to Amy,” Derek said in a huff, “I’ll be done in a few minutes.”
“I said now, Derek,” Roslynn said, stomping into the room, “plus I need you to set the table.”
“Jeez mom,” Derek said with a frown. “Amy, I will call back you after my dad’s birthday party. There mom, happy.”
“Don’t give me that tone,” sighed Roslynn, “just get in the kitchen and get those dishes out.”
“Why can’t Anna do it,” Derek said pouting.
“Your sister is busy packing her stuff,” Roslynn said, taking the cake out of the refrigerator. “She’s leaving for college tonight.”
“Is dad taking her,” Derek asked, as he clanked the last dish into place.
“Yes,” Roslynn said, glaring at the disheveled table settings, “that’s why we are having just a short, family party for him.”
“Oh okay,” said Derek, backing out of the kitchen, “I’m going to play a video game until he gets home.”
“Derek,” Anna said, coming up behind him, “I just heard dad’s car pull into the garage, so you might as well stay here.”
“Dang,” Derek muttered under his breath.
“What was that,” Anna said, smiling angelically at him. “I don’t think mom heard you.”
“Oh be quiet, Anna,” Derek jeered.
“The two of you knock it off,” Roslynn said exasperated. “This is a celebration, not another sibling battle. Anna, light the candles and Derek, shut out the lights.”


