This week’s Story Starter teaser is:
I didn’t think that what I did that night was that bad until…
We drove into my driveway and found my beyond angry dad standing in the way, hands on hips. That gesture was always a warning.
It was New Year’s Eve and we had been to an ice skating party at a friend’s. The snow had been coming down and just starting to dissipate as we drove in. Admittedly I was arriving home late, two hours late and no attempt at an explanation was allowed.
My dad grabbed me out of the car, took the skates and slammed them down on the hood of my boyfriend’s pride and joy. I winced thinking I’d probably never see him again! I went into the house to see my friend and her mom and my mom all staring at me like I had committed a crime. (There is a secret around this that’s not mine to tell).
My mom said to me something I will never, ever forget, “I’d rather you were over a snowbank dead from an accident than seeing you with him!” Rather see me dead? I was incredulous.