By Teresa Smeigh May 2016
Jenny looked longingly at the cheese and the bottle of wine. She didn’t have a vase, but knew her parents would punish her for drinking the wine at her age.
James had given her a nice bouquet of flowers and she needed the bottle as a vase. Besides the cheese and wine looked appetizing to her. Oblivious to most of their daughter’s doings, her parents didn’t realize that she had tried wine before.
They would notice its disappearance though as they were expecting company and the snack-like food was an appetizer before they had a late dinner.
Jenny climbed the ladder to the top cabinets and searched for something suitable to put her flowers in to keep them alive. She valued them highly since they came from James.
No luck! She needed the wine bottle. She picked up the bottle to check it out and dropped it onto the floor, raining wine all over the kitchen.
“What was that?” her mother screeched from the other room.
Jenny was frozen. She wanted to escape, but the wine had splashed her brand new dress she was expected to wear tonight to the prom. Mom would notice right away. She couldn’t even blame the mess on her little brother, Jason.
Just as the kitchen door opened, Jenny fell off the ladder and slid across the floor totally soaking the dress.
All her mother could do was stare speechlessly at the mess all over the kitchen and her daughter’s ruined prom dress with James arriving shortly by her calculations.