I should have known it wouldn't last forever. Itt was too good to be true. She is 17, after all.
What was I thinking? A teenage girl in my house???
It started out, and she was all sweetness and light. A darling.
But there were signs...
Then she started hanging with a different crowd, dressing differently, and wearing too much makeup.And her clothing! My goodness!! My mother would have never let me out of the house like that! And I didn't let her, either! She changed clothes after leaving the house!! I shudder to think of it!
But now it's gone a little too far. I'm going to have to put a stop to this! My son should not have to feel like he needs to carry garlic and skewers around with him!
I miss working in theatre!