I'll join you for the tea party so long as I don't have to wear ladies gloves, per Bea's preference. Not that I'm opposed to ladies gloves, but they're always too small for my hands and make the tea cups too difficult to handle, besides.
As for my father, well...thanks for the offer, truly - but it's not as if I'm afraid of going, or anything. It isn't even that it's unpleasant. It's not so terrible. It's so not so terrible that I don't really know what to do next. I expected him to hate me and he didn't, so what now?
If I did go, I'm not sure Sarah should come along. Or would, even. She's being funny about the whole thing, but funny in that way where she's clearly not saying what she's thinking, not even when I ask. It's not as if I expect her to like my father or want to get to know him, after all.
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Date: 2015-01-27 12:56 am (UTC)As for my father, well...thanks for the offer, truly - but it's not as if I'm afraid of going, or anything. It isn't even that it's unpleasant. It's not so terrible. It's so not so terrible that I don't really know what to do next. I expected him to hate me and he didn't, so what now?
If I did go, I'm not sure Sarah should come along. Or would, even. She's being funny about the whole thing, but funny in that way where she's clearly not saying what she's thinking, not even when I ask. It's not as if I expect her to like my father or want to get to know him, after all.