035

Mom thinks if she mixes elbow macaroni into vegetables and meat and cream Cambell's it should be given high praise. We never liked it, and don't eat it. It usually just gets pushed around our plates, so most of it just ends up in the bin post-supper.
So, for no good reason I can understand, while I set the table I see her dump the concoction together. Mammy, Pops, and the Fredericks are all coming over. Why couldn't she have just baked chicken, or something normal?
When dad was around he would say something; make a suggestion she would have taken to heart. Us kids would play up how well the house smelled.
But dad had left, and mom had just gotten more sad.
Tonight was a rare situation. Company. And it was off to a bad start.

I heard glass shatter to the kitchen floor...