Mad dogs & an English girl
I really never thought I'd die like this, being chased down a dark alley by my dog and then becoming cornered. I suppose with what seemed a long time as my dog crept slowly towards me baring his teeth, I managed to think back to a couple of days ago... The summer holidays had just started, and I was really excited about going camping in Wales with my dad, when mum called.
"Hi gorgeous! Can I speak to your dad for a minute?"
"Yeh, sure. I'll go get him" I ran up the stairs and saw dad coming out of my room rolling up my sleeping bag. "Dad it's for you. It's mum."
"Thanks darlin." Dad took the phone off me and as soon as the it touched the tip of his ear, his smile was wiped from his face. "Look, Kathy you know I'd arranged this trip. I'd had the spot reserved for now weeks ago. You can't just click your fingers at me and expect me to drop what I'm doing and let you take the lead!" I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something told me we weren't going camping any time soon.





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