“Guess I’m still in the doghouse with your mom.”
“You’re not in the doghouse!” your girlfriend’s daughter says.
“Oh I sure am,” you tell her. “You wouldn’t understand. It’s a grown-up thing.”
“You’re not in the doghouse! My mom left you two years ago. She left both of us.”
“She’s just taking some time to blow off steam,” you explain. “It’s a grown- up thing. Hope when she gets back I’ll get out of the doghouse.”
“You’re not in the doghouse,” she says. “And I am a grown-up. I turned 18 three months ago and I got a lawyer that says I can evict you from my mom’s house.”
She hands you papers.
“But you’re all I have left of your mom,” tell her. “And I’m all you have left of her.”
“Move on,” she says. “I have.”
You fold up the papers and pack your things.
Happy Doghouse Day!
