Sara - Birthday Meal

“Where are we going today?”

Sara’s jaw tightened as her sister asked her the same question she had been asking since they had gotten up that morning and their mother had told Sara that her sister had to tag along. It was the third time in the last month that the little girl had been foisted upon her and Roy when they went out together. Twice was to the rink. The third time was to a picnic.

“I’ve told you that I don’t know. Just be patient.”

“But why don’t you know?”

Sara turned and glared at her sister. “Listen, you are coming only because Mama said you had to. Just keep quiet and don’t ruin this.”

Her sister scrunched up her nose and stuck her tongue out. Sara rolled her eyes again. For a thirteen year old, her sister was very immature.

“Is he going to kiss you?”

Sara gasped. “Watch your mouth!”

Her sister giggled. “You are a prude like everyone says.”

“Who?”

“Everyone at school. They make fun of you, you know.”