I was just visiting Elizabeth S. at Quilting for Hearth and Home. She had made a curtain for her bathroom, noting the need for privacy. It reminded me of my dad. Sometimes, when my parents and I were out like at the Fresno zoo, I would notice my dad was missing. My mom would wave her hand and say he was just around the corner. I didn't think anything of it and never said anything to him. So, time passes and we go to my sister's college graduation. I stayed with my sister at her apartment while my parents stayed in a hotel. It was the morning after and my parents had shown up for brunch. I went to brush my teeth in my sister's bathroom and as I was brushing I looked out the window. I caught my dad smoking cigarettes. He thought he was safely hiding from us. Mary, my sister, didn't have a curtain on her bathroom window. The thing is that my parents always made a huge deal about how my dad quit smoking years before when I was a baby, twenty-four years ago. All those times he "disappeared" from view, he was sneaking a smoke! I grabbed my sister and dragged her into her bathroom so she could see!!! We never said anything to my dad. His secret was safe with us. I guess Mary could have used a curtain on her window......
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How flattered am I to have inspired you to retell a story - a secret no less! Awesome!
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